I’ve been threatening to reveal a pen name or two for a little while and Valentine’s Day seemed like the perfect opportunity.
One year after I was in Alaska, I had sudden withdrawal symptoms, together with a heavy injection of apocalyptic “things”, like the lawn, stuff that needing fixing around the house, more grass and everything that had nothing to do with what I like to think of adventure. As I struggled with my new status as house owner – first time in forty-four years (pause to contemplate) – my thoughts drifted to the end of the world.
I wasn’t quite ready to embrace a pandemic – not personally, so I chose a pen name: Zoe McGuire.
A year or so later, and I’m a little jealous that Zoe gets to have so much fun writing about the end of the world, so I’m claiming the book!
I’ll continue to write the Apocalyptic Romance(ish) stories as Zoe, but I’m going to make sure that the print is on my fingers too!
You can try Zoe’s book (it’s mine!) at
and on KOBO.