Here is a picture that I like better than a picture of me:
Okay, fine, I'll write a bio and stick a picture of myself up here, even though I don't want to. I'm originally from Saratoga Springs, N.Y. but spent most of my childhood in Western Mass, after a stint in Georgia. I moved to New York City when I was 21 and had no idea what to do with my degree in experimental feminist video (good thing I went to college for free).
My brother offered me a room in his East Village hovel, and I stayed. My first career was in film/TV (here are some props I made when I worked at Blue's Clues), but I was always obsessed with the relationship between the built environment and emotional experience (or, more accurately, why I had so many friends in the more urban environment of Saratoga and so few in the more suburban environment in Massachusetts): I wanted to know how architecture could help form community. So I enrolled first in a Ph.D. program in environmental psychology. Then, fearing that I'd get another degree like the one in experimental feminist video, I transferred to a masters in urban planning program.
Then one night my brother sat me down on his roof and said, "If you want to be a writer, why are you going to urban planning school?" He was right: I was working on Plan B, and I hadn't even taken a stab at Plan A. So I left NYC to get an MFA at ASU. And then I wrote a novel, BELLY, that Little, Brown published. And then I decided to be an urban planning journalist. And then I started writing about film and travel and the environment and real estate and parenting, too, for The New York Times, The Wall Street Journal, Time magazine, and many other publications. And I wrote a whole lot of really personal essays. And then I wrote another novel, LOST STARS. Which, hopefully, you just bought.