I met Ainslie Paton online years ago but we really got to know each other on a three hour drive from Canberra to Sydney two years ago. You get to know a lot about a person as you drive down an expressway flinching at the roadkill count that interrupts your conversations. The two of us continue to chat online and occasionally we get to lunch in person. Regardless of the physicality of our meetings, we always end up laughing and chatting like old friends.

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Can you describe yourself?

For a writer, Ainslie Paton is crap at description.  All of her training trained her out of it. So in describing herself she’d say.  She’s a girl, who always wanted to write, and got lucky because she has done that for most of her career both corporately and for love, and is still surprised at the stupid mistakes she makes.

She’s not very tall and not very thin and not very blonde and not very young but has enough height, weight, hair of varying colours and years of experience to muck on with.

Her daily work is supervised by two cats.  They both go to bed before she does.  She can do limited sleep and forgetting to eat and going without to write. Continue reading →