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, like 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 only have to write 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.
Born in Oregon’s suburbs and raised in its wild west, Molly now lives in Portland, Oregon with Zach (her handsome, genius writer-husband) and Achilles (her handsome, genius writer-cat). 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.