About Ember

When she's not locked away in her writing cave, cackling maniacally at her own jokes, Ember can be found wrangling her three feral children, who may or may not be the result of a genetic experiment gone wrong. Her husband, bless his heart, has learned to nod and smile politely when Ember starts rambling about her latest literary masterpiece, all while secretly wondering if he married a mad genius or just a plain ol' madwoman.

 

Ember's writing journey began when she realized that the voices in her head weren't just a sign of impending insanity but rather a goldmine of comedic material. She firmly believes that laughter is the best medicine, unless you're suffering from a broken bone or a severe case of the runs. In those cases, please seek professional medical help.