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While attending high school at the Interlochen Arts Academy, I read a lot of stories about fly fishing, had a gay boyfriend, and began the essay that appears on conversely. I fixed it while a student in the honors creative writing program at the University of Michigan. They gave also me a B.A. in English Literature, which I'm told is quite handy. My erotic fiction has appeared psuedonymosly in "The Best Women's Erotica of 2005," Clean Sheets, Desdomna and Fresh off the Vine. I have stories in "The Mammoth Book of Best New Erotica 5" and "Stolen Moments: Erotic Interludes 2." The bulk of my fiction-writing efforts are not erotic, and you can find those in Xylem, The Red Wheelbarrow, The Sarah Lawrence Review, and on a large chunk of my hard drive. I’ve worked as a fine arts reporter for The Michigan Daily (providing fodder for all the pages between football scores and The Crossword) and as an entertainment reporter for ElitesTV.com (when I realized the best way to succeed in googling yourself is to mention 'Paris Hilton. Paris Hilton. Yeah, just like that. Paris Hilton.) I recently worked for the fantastic people at the Donald Maass Literary Agency, and am now an editorial intern at nerve.com. Previous employers include The Macaroni Grill and The Olive Garden, both of whom, I'm sure, miss me and my skills a great deal. I'm writing a young adult novel. Really. "The West Wing" is just on in the background. I'm like, barely even listening. I think the best inventions of the last five years are ipods, Easy-Mac, stamps you don't have to lick, televisions attached to elliptical machines at the gym, HBO On Demand and text messaging. Fresh Direct seems like a pretty awesome invention, but they won't deliver to our avenue on East Harlem. That's something I'd like to see change, fast. My favorite writers are Stephen Dunn, Lorrie Moore, Michael Cunningham, Pam Houston, Ray Carver, Michael Delp, A.M Holmes and Francine Prose. And I really do like Ani DiFranco, actually. Though right now I'm on a Tom Waits-Jeff Buckley kick, and I'm not sure if that's such a good sign. You can reach Marie Lyn Bernard at this address, or look up her website.
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etween the ages of 8-12, I wrote about time travel and girls with unfortunate illnesses. From 12-16, I wrote about teenage girls who were a lot like me but with later curfews and longer hair. These coy heroines often found themselves mixed up with rebellious girls who sported bleached hair/fake ids/nose rings and/or rebellious boyfriends with skateboards/guitars/"smoky grey eyes." If it was a really good story, they found love in unlikely places and stumbled upon accidental poetry, and if it was a really bad story, they mostly smoked American Spirits out of car windows while listening to Ani DiFranco. Most of my fiction after that included at 
least one scene in Big Boys Restaurant, though I didn't notice that till much later and it made me feel like a subconscious sell-out.
