The mag-friendly short bio:
LE Francis is a recovering arts journalist writing poetry & fiction of varying length from the rainshadow of the Washington Cascades.
If I filled out a character sheet for myself:
Build: I ordered a medium & was dismayed to find it was a “big boy” medium.
Skin and scars: See-through pale. I have chicken pox scars on my eyebrows.
Eyes and face: Eyes are blue & don’t work. Comically round face. I won’t talk shit about my nose because it’s the same as my great-grandma’s & she was crazy & brilliant & I miss her.
Hair: I started graying at fucking 19, oof. But my hair is mostly dark & there’s a fucking lot of it.
MBTI/Enneagram: INFJ / 4w5
Tarot pull: Queen of swords
Zodiac: Gemini sun, Libra moon, Cancer rising — minor emo fuckboy
Background: Hillabilly trailer trash.
Ideals: A bunch of mushy Blake-esque crap about creative energy being divine force & supporting creative expression in all forms. But also not applying it to myself because I’m shit at everything I do.
Bonds: My cats will scratch a bitch.
Flaws: Legendary at anxiety. Various food sensitivities. Deanna Troi level chocolate fixation. If I start reading something & I get distracted or bored, I’ll drop it. But if I start reading something and it’s awful & makes me wish I was dead, I will read it and complain a lot.
- If I had a time machine I would fight Lord Byron, befriend Keats, & get bombed on laudanum with Coleridge.
- Hell trio fuck, marry, kill: Nuanced answer — fuck Mel because he’s the least sociopathic and at least has a man bun; marry Gordy because he can’t fuck and also owns more books than me; kill H.D. because that’s the only correct kill answer. Best answer — Fuck Gordy so the universe divides by zero and blinks out of existence (The cardinal rule of the Hell Trio AU).
- I read a lot of paranormal smut, space opera sci-fi, historical fiction, & have a thing for fantasy based on Arthurian Legend.