Evy Journey, 2015 SPR (Self Publishing Review) Independent Woman Author awardee, is a writer, a wannabe artist (since she was nine years old), and a flâneuse (feminine form of flâneur). Her pretensions to being a flâneuse means she wishes she lives in Paris where people have perfected the art of aimless roaming. She’s visited Paris, even lived there a few times as a transient; that is, she stayed from two to six months.
She’s a writer because beautiful prose seduces her and existential angst continues to plague her even though such preoccupations have gone out of fashion. She takes occasional refuge by invoking the spirit of Jane Austen and spinning tales of love, loss, and finding one’s way—stories into which she weaves mystery or intrigue. Then, she sets them in various locales.
In a previous life, armed with a Ph.D. and fascinated by the psyche, she researched and shepherded the development of mental health programs. And wrote like an academic. Not a good thing if you want to sound like a normal person. So, in 2012, she began to write fiction (mostly happy fiction) as an antidote.
A Quirk or Two:
- I took swimming lessons but never really learned to swim―rather pathetic for one who’s basically an island girl. So I did folk dancing and hula until work and motherhood stopped me.
- I’m hopelessly in love with Paris, and yes, sometimes I wish I lived there.
- I’m an anachronism. I love classical music and opera, and for the last ten years at least, I haven’t watched television. But I love movies. They’re my nightly entertainment. I like films by Lars Von Trier, Ang Lee, Francis Ford Coppola, Terence Malick, and Alejandro Inarritu.
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