Grand Matriarch

 

You all think I'm just plain Robin McKinley, middle-aged, mild-mannered* blogster, hurtler of hellhounds, ringer of bells, plonker of piano and tormentor of songs**, wrestler of roses*** and slave of chocolate, black tea and champagne.  Oh yes and I write stories for money.

            But I'm not these mere and simple† things.  I'm a Grand Matriarch of Fantasy.††  I know this because Putnams' marketing plan says so.  Snork.

            I'm still being used as a football by the ME, sod its...