Emily Russell is a vast, slow-moving configuration of salty brainparts. She is a pitiless machine. She is a fifth-aspect goddess of hilariously minor ability.

She writes fantasy.

Emily Russell, Esquire, remembers life in the womb. Scratch that--she remembers life BEFORE the womb. She remembers life as an amoeba, drifiting along on the placid seas of the Devonian. She just kind of says things. Sometimes, they don't even make sense.

Other than writing, Emily's hobbies include writing. She is a friendly and fun person.

No, really.