Lizbeth Gabriel, just like any other writer, enjoys the sound of her own voice far too much. She tells herself it’s only fair, since there are so many other voices inside her head that do most of the talking. A while ago she published her first book, a short story collection. It is the product of almost ten years of writing and contains two award winning stories.
Lizbeth is presently engaged in heated conversation with a pack of vampires, shape-shifters, and other mythical beings. They offer advice on what’s best to do next in her upcoming vampire novel. When she doesn’t find herself in such insalubrious company, she is more often than not besieged by needy cats. She wishes cats didn’t like her that much.
She expects to publish a SF romance novel the soonest possible and then the first part of her vampire novel. Failing that, it’s the gallows. Or at least that’s what she keeps telling herself.