Intricate Knot grew up in the Land of La. On her 18th birthday, she was placed under a dreadful spell of Forgetfulness. For nearly two decades, she simply forgot many important facts, but most sadly of all, she had forgotten that she is a Storyteller. Upon her birth, she had been entrusted with the tales of a crew of motley characters. None could be more upset than they that their spokeswoman had been struck mute! Luckily, one rather excellent day, she slipped, fell, and hit her head, thereby knocking all the sense out of her. In a flood, her love of tales came back to her. Her characters gathered around and after a fine bit of scolding, began to chat. Her fingers can barely keep up with the speed of which her characters tell their tales to her. She does her best to keep them happy, though, and they are happiest, when their tales are told to others. Merrily, for her, this is what makes her happiest, as well.

When not writing, Intricate Knot enjoys spending her time walking on a beach with a good friend, gazing up at a tree (and just about any tree will do), laughing at life’s little quirks and jolts, and quite recently, carrying on a torrid, passionate affair with her delightful husband of the initials S.M.