In 2006 I moved from Chattanooga, Tennessee, to Seattle, Washington. Now I'm back in Volunteer country, in a lovely old house my husband and I bought in 2012. So no, you're not crazy if you thought I was a southern author, or if you thought I was a northwestern author. I've been accused of both, and I willingly cop to either - though I was born and have mostly lived elsewhere.
I'm inordinately fond of zombies, trashy goth music, and cheap red wine. I have a deep-seated aversion to unfinished ceramics, an allergy to yellow dye #7, and a morbid fear of sloths. The rest is merely details.