Christina Westcott

As long as I can remember, I’ve had imaginary people living in my head. Cyborgs, mercenaries, wizards, dragons, and cats. Lots of cats–shape shifting cats, talking cats and telepathic cats. After continual nagging from this bizarre cast of characters, I decided to turn them loose on the world in my science fiction and fantasy stories. I’ve been a collector of not only books and cats, but experiences–riding in rodeos, driving race cars and flying airplanes. All good experience for a writer. I live on the Gulf Coast of Florida with a clowder of cats, but long to retire to the deep forest and a little hut on chicken legs.

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