Weird. Highly introverted. I can act like someone who knows how to make conversation, but only because I’ve had a lot of practice at it. Even then I’ll be the one making odd jokes that no one fully understands.

Quiet, because I lost the ability to project my voice when my costochondritis turned chronic.

Always tired – thanks to the so-called insomnia I believe is more likely restless legs, but, you know, the GP stopped listening at trouble sleeping.

Imaginative. I am a writer after all. My brain is very good at coming up with ideas. I enjoy being imaginative. And writing. And editing. I like the process.

Dedicated and loyal. Hard working, but not always good at recognising when I need to rest.

Thoughtful and cute. A good listener. Reliable.

Snappy and moody as hell sometimes. Stubborn. Argumentative. All of which I’m working on.

Modest, maybe. I don’t like focusing the attention on myself. That’s why I find marketing my own books so hard.

I also don’t like focusing on myself for things like this, so…