Girl
As you may have guessed from the domain, I’m Karawynn. I do in fact still refer to myself as ‘girl’ even though at thirty-nine I’m at least halfway to ‘crotchety old bitch’. I’m a graphic designer currently in a ‘freelance period’ (thank you, crashing economy), which means more freedom but less money. I’m also a lapsed writer of skiffy short fiction who is making another run at producing a novel or three, this time with help.
Frequently mentioned names include:
- Jak, my sweetie and partner since 2001, and my novel co-conspirator
- his two daughters who live with us half-time: Michaela is sixteen and Claire is ten
- our two pets, Tessa the border collie and Sammy the tabby cat
I am an unrepentant foodie and a good cook. I am a survivor of child abuse, and engaged in a lifelong struggle with clinical depression. I am polyamorous and bisexual by inclination, but not recently in practice. I am at war with my body, and so far I’m losing.
And that should be enough for a start.
