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About Jean Michelle Miernik 

I am a heavy user of my local library with special interests in literary fiction and history. I've been writing and rewriting novels since my 20s, and I plan to seek an agent for my current work, Leirah and the Wild Man. I have participated in writing critique groups for over 10 years and attended many conferences and other events by Capital City Writers, Rally of Writers, and NaNoWriMo.

I graduated from Kalamazoo College, where I studied psychology and classical mythology. I studied abroad in Rome and took opportunities to explore the rich history of other cities such as Florence, Venice, and Athens.

watching a Viking longship burning reenactment, 2017

I have worked in nonprofit communications since 2006, and I share my life with a badass husband, an adorable daughter, and a tortoiseshell cat whose middle name is MurderMittens.



I shall live badly if I do not write,
and I shall write badly if I do not live.
~FRANÇOISE SAGAN

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