Ashlee Lhamon (LAY-man) enjoys writing about herself in the third person, because where else do you get the opportunity to practice a supervillain monologue without the subsequent requirement of launching a world-ending death device?
Born in something-something year to parents who are relatively normal and don’t like science fiction at all, Ashlee spent her childhood hopscotching around Europe and Asia. Though, as a military brat, this meant less ski vacations in Lucerne, Switzerland and more eating discount Lucerne yogurt in German trailer park-equivalents.
After futzing around her twenties accomplishing not much in particular, she received her MFA in Creative Writing from McNeese State University in Lake Charles, Louisiana. The universe subsequently punished McNeese by sending hurricanes Laura and Delta to totally destroy the place.
Worried about the inevitable Matrix-style rise of the machines, she married a machine learning researcher in the hopes that said machines will see her as their stepmother in spirit, if not practice. Like most science fiction writers, she is really terrible at science. She hopes the machines find this charming.
Contrary to the tone of this About Me section, like Graham Greene, Ashlee likes writing very serious fiction about very serious topics, like poverty and babies dying. Also like Graham Greene, she likes writing about car chases and spies shooting people, pew-pew. She’s resisted creating a website until now because as far as she knows, the two camps of people publishing her don’t know about each other. That’s all over now.
Oh well.