What Gennifer says about herself:
On the outside I’m a shy suburban mom. But between my ears is the world’s largest apartment complex; free housing to all manner of humanity. My tenants talk and I transcribe what they say. What happened to me that my head is jammed full of characters? Odd parents? Weird genes? Too much lime jello?
Upon inspection, my life appears normal. I grew up in Los Angeles, the youngest of four children, one of whom had autism. With a BA from Brandeis University and a BFA from Rhode Island School of Design, I should have known who I was, but I did not. I sold lights, lamps, pastries, pies and pantyhose. I worked in a ketchup factory, taught horseback riding to the blind, and wrote advertising until I was finally willing to go after my real dream. Every day, my guilty pleasure is the time I get to write.