Born in Oregon’s suburbs, raised in its wild west, Molly Elwood began writing the way that most people do, as a small child with small words. Then the words got a bit longer, and so did the sentences. Before she knew it, she liked words more than most other things, such as numbers or cooking or social graces like not reading at the dinner table or while riding a bike or when attending weddings or funerals.
Clever Molly saw that words were everywhere, and after exclaiming, “Someone has to write soup labels, right?”, she got two degrees in Writing. And just so she wouldn’t have to write only about soup, she traveled around the world a bit, so if anyone asked her to write about, say, the castles of Ireland or the street-food of China or the baguettes in France or the cocoa plantations in Panama, she’d be ready.
Molly now lives in Portland, Oregon, with Zach (her handsome, genius writer-husband), Achilles (her handsome, genius writer-cat), and kittens Helen of Pancake and Hecuba Freaky. She works as a copywriter/creative mind and spends her free time watching bad movies, reading good books, and scheming ways to get on a plane to anywhere. She is currently obsessed with the multiple worlds theory and how it affects cat behavior.