Mary's sick, I'm sick. Well, Mary's problem is a little different than what was bothering me all last week. Ah. I think I'm just going to let you find out for yourselves. It's going to be painfully obvious rather soon, anyway.
I'm Brigid, not my birth-name, but the one I chose for Confirmation. It's a Catholic thing. Want to learn more about how I grew up? Check out my semi-autobiographical webcomic, Mary Quite Contrary.
The closest I've come to earning a living as a writer is one summer I worked as a feature columnist for a small-town newspaper. I've been telling and writing stories my whole life, though, and, hey, it's something I enjoy. Whether I manage to make a buck at it isn't that important to me.