S. Roit has been reading since perhaps age three, which makes it about -cough cough- years and counting. This strange creature read everything, as in, the entire library (including encyclopedias). This was in the Dark Ages, my pretties. A world without internet. (Cue blood-curdling scream.) Authors were faceless rock stars, therefore it never occurred to S. that someone from a tiny (really tiny) town could pursue a writing career. Not even with a 4.0 in English.
S. dabbled in poetry, wrote lyrics in a band, played all the parts in one-person skits, talked to invisible people, (but they were real, every writer understands this) and in general, did not live in the same world as everyone else. One day, after a year and a half of prompting from role play partners, S. sat down and banged out a novel. Lo and behold (and much to S.'s constant amazement), that novel was picked up by the first publisher it was sent to. (Snowbooks was so kind to get that book off the floor.)
S. now resides in a cozy apartment in Seattle, with the two demon cats known as Pai Pai and Loki. If they are not pleased at all times, nothing gets done. S. has published, in two years, four novels and one collection of shorts. Apparently, the demons were well pleased. How, is not something that should be discussed in polite company. (Are you polite company? We hope not.)
Let's just say that goats will forever quiver in S.'s presence, for starters. It may also be worth noting that Roit has always had a particular interest in bloodsuckers. Even worse, Roit is in a sleazy LDR with Paris. The city, people. The CITY.
S. Roit created and edited this entire site as well as the Paris Passionné novella, and is available for freelance proofreading and review. Prices negotiable. Please use the subject line Editing in your email.