About this person:

Eleanor spent her childhood in rural Rice County, MN, on a horse farm. From stints as a teen menace, a midwestern liberal arts undergrad, toilet cleaner of the upper class, and video game marketing maven, she's walked a strange path that carries into every freaky little story they tell.

A writer since she could pick up a crayon, Eleanor has published short stories in some tiny magazines and continues to toil away at genre fiction projects. She likes to write about gay cowboys, handsome alien men, and teen witches with attitude.

She is now based in Raleigh, NC, where the best barbecue in the world exists, so she is happy.