I write fic for The Big Bang Theory, although one day I might be brave enough to branch out. Currently I'm a little obsessed with shipping Sheldon/Penny. I'm hoping I write myself out of this obsession soon, since I should be doing uni work instead of making other peoples characters dance for me.

I tend to like darker fic, although the stuff I write ranges from the not-quite-fluff to the pretty-damn-dark. I'm never disappointed by an unhappy ending.

I live in England, in an area where the view from the beach is one of chemical waste plants and chimney stacks.

I am training to be a mental health nurse, which sits strangely alongside my general misanthropy but seems to be working.

I work at a forensic psychiatric hospital. The less said about that the better.

I live with my fiance, who is old enough to be my father, as I remind him when he needs cheering up.

Some of my writing is much better than other bits, as I'm sure people will notice. I'm working on that. I want to be better...