S. Jae-Jones, called JJ, is a voracious and indiscriminate reader, an avid traveller, and something of an adrenaline junkie.
Born and raised in sunny Los Angeles, she lived in New York City for 10 years before relocating down to Dixie, where she is comfortably growing fat on grits and barbecue. When not writing, she can be find rock-climbing, skydiving, taking photographs, drawing pictures, and dragging her dog on ridiculously long hikes.
The Short of It
- According to the stars at the time and place of my birth, I am a Cancer sun, Aries moon, and Aquarius rising with Pisces intercepted. For those of you to whom that means anything, it says everything about me. For those of you to whom that means nothing, well, that’s what the rest of this list is for, I suppose.
- Halloween is my favourite holiday. I think that’s because, as a child, I was forced to go to church instead of trick-or-treating. I am merely making up for lost time.
- I collect German compound nouns the way others might collect stamps. My current favourites: Backpfeifengesicht, or “a face that cries out for a fist in it” and Sitzfleisch, or “the ability to sit through something boring”.
- I used to both edit books at a big NYC publishing house and jump out of perfectly good airplanes for fun. They’re not as dissimilar as you might think.
- Contrary to all Asian stereotypes, I can’t math to save my life. Completely compliant with all publishing stereotypes, I can whiskey with the pros.
- According to my mother, Koreans are the Irish of Asia. We are sentimental, emotional, prone to crying and excessive drink, have never won a war, and can say I love you only to children, dogs, and Jesus. This is all true.
- I dislike my first name. I have always disliked my first name. When I was a child, I wanted to be called Guinevere or Lenore. My parents did not agree.
- I was always of a romantic and gothic turn of mind. All my stuffed animals had tragic Victorian orphan backstories where their parents were killed by trophy hunters. Their names were Simon, Oliver, Henrietta, and Dinah.
- Heights make me nervous, but I have a mortal fear of dolls.
- I suffer from trypophobia. Google it. I can’t even bear to link to a Wikipedia article about it.
- If there is a fandom for it, I’ve probably been part of it at some point. Fangirlism runs in my blood.