I’m a Gen Y Oklahoma writer with two master’s degrees and a bad cake habit. I’ve been scribbling down ideas since my parents sent me to the 7-Eleven down the strip mall from their pizza restaurant to buy a memo pad and a highlighter so I didn’t spend all my time playing the Gilligan’s Island pinball machine in the lobby.
I’m one of two Iranian-Mexican-Citizen Potawatomi Nation people. (My brother is the other one.) I may be the only Marisa Mohi in the U.S. Other than that, I’m pretty normal. I like wearing hoodies and oscillating between using and not using the Oxford comma.