Faery Tragedy is like a Fictionpress Elder. She's like the gnarled old lady who lives in a tree and has twenty cats and can offer motherly advice or spinsterly scorn in the same breathe. She's existed on this site longer than the rivers have flowed, longer than the sun has jaundiced the sky, longer than the breeze has whispered sweet nothings. Imagine your parents having sex. She is that old, and kind of that gross.

In reality, she writes for money (and you can too if you don't mind feeding your cats better than you feed yourself!). She has two cats she feeds better than she feeds herself, and is (of course) an avid reader of classics, historical fiction and, now, erotic romance because that's how she makes the sweet, sweet cash. If you have any good euphemisms, please message her. Right now she's particularly fond of that old baroque term "quim."