Cassandra Moore was born in a pre-apocalyptic desert wasteland. She emerged without memories or even the ability to hold up her own head, but she did not let that stop her. Undaunted by her small size and need for a liquid diet, she embarked on a journey to write first her own story, then the stories of made-up people who clamored for tales all the same.
She has since escaped the desert to live in the shadow of the Front Range. She, her husband, and her son exist to provide warm laps for the cat to sleep in, pets for the dog, and food for various squirrels in the yard. When Cassandra isn't writing, she's reading, knitting, hiking, or playing video games. When she is writing, it's often romance with teeth.