Marne J. is small, white, and four-eyed. She used to live in New York but now lives and works (and works) in Seattle. One time she went to the tuesday night seattle scrabble club and after three games was told she had “a lot of potential”. When she is not bent over the cash register getting it from the man, she writes, sleeps, and waits for the bus. She writes more regularly than she bathes, but realizes the quality of her future may depend more on the frequency of the latter activity. The ‘q’ key fell off her keyboard eight months ago; she only uses words with q when she really, really needs to.
