I write about artists who transform their trauma into power and survivors who weaponize beauty. Trauma is artillery if you sprinkle some sugar on it.

My research involves too many wikipedia articles, and not enough wine. The ghost in my study approves of my plot twists but questions my coffee consumption, while my cats maintain a detailed list of my literary crimes. 

Together we explore the intersection of classical music and revenge.

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