Author: Cherie Noel

Butcher, baker, candlestick maker...ummm, eww, every chance I get, and I surely would if these damn characters would ever shut up. Born in West Palm Beach, Florida and raised...er, is all over the damn place a sufficiently descriptive term? No? Then how about this? Tinker, tailor, Indian chief...Ooooh, especially when smexy men are involved (!), only under duress, and did the cheek-bones give it away?

Seriously? I've lived in Washington D.C., Virginia, Upper Michigan, Texas, New York, California, and Alabama in the United States; Hessen in Germany, London in England, Masirah Island in Oman and...sometimes it was in a house, sometimes in a tent, and sometimes anyplace I could find to lay my head.

I've been in love with words since before I drew breath, and I don't see that ever changing. I write stories. Sometimes I write music with them, sometimes they're poems, and lately, to my great delight, M/M erotic romance. Yum. Smexy man to the second...or third power...now that's the kinda math I can get behind!!

The hair curls or frizzes as it will, the eyes are green and tend to look in two different directions--no, really--and the rest is subject to change. You know the guy who didn't know if he was a butterfly dreaming he was a man or a man dreaming he was a butterfly? Yeah, that's me, but substitute drag queen for butterfly and wacky, wild ex-Army chick for man.