Misty was just an ordinary cat--if any cat could be called ordinary. But after finding a "genie" in a bottle and making a wish, he is forced to become human to rescue a child from Faerie. Being human isn't everything it's cracked up to be. And making deals with the denizens of Faerie is a risky business in itself.
Jennifer St. Clair hates writing biographies, because they tend to become out-of-date after a while, and sometimes are difficult to fix. ;) She also hates writing about herself in third person, but that's how things like this are done.
She lives and writes in an old rambling house in southern Ohio that, alas, has no tower, but does have a nice bay window where she can sit in her reading chair and look out on her front-yard vegetable garden. It also contains cats. Every author should have at least one cat for the sole purpose of exercise while attempting to type with a cat asleep on your wrists. Oh, and the joyous accidental deletion of whole paragraphs with one slip of the paw.
Most of the stories Jennifer writes are connected in some way or another; she calls this "The Mess." Unfortunately, unless you read every single one of her books, you probably won't catch all of the connections. Sometimes, she wonders if she has caught all of the connections herself. She calls what she writes rural fantasy as opposed to urban fantasy.
Writing is more of a vocation than a career, at least in Jennifer's mind. She shares some of her stories on her livejournal: http://www.jenstclair.livejournal.com because livejournal, at least, has a cut for text if you decide that you don't want to read any further. She also has a blog, which is updated a few times a week.
In her spare time, she spins her own yarn, weaves her own cloth, grows most of her own food, works at a day job as many authors do, reads many books, and tries her best to exist in this world with one foot firmly placed in Faerie.
The End. :)
