Jean Marie Bauhaus

Easily spooked by ghost stories as a child, teen Jean faced her fears by forcing herself to watch horror movies and read Stephen King until she fell in love with the genre. As a grown-up (more or less, depending on who you ask), her tastes expanded to include a broader range of speculative fiction and romance, but she keeps coming back to the supernatural and paranormal. When she’s not writing about ghosts, zombies, vampires and other things that go bump in the night, she can usually be found rambling through the wood, wrangling chickens or trading her keyboard for a crochet hook and curling up with a mug of tea and a podcast. Or at the microwave, re-heating her tea because she forgot to drink it before it got cold. #writerproblems Born and raised in Oklahoma, she currently makes her home in the middle of the woods deep in the Ozark mountains with her husband and best friend of 20 years, a velociraptor in the guise of a German shepherd named Dixie, and a little black meowing fluffball named Olive, along with two box turtles and a flock of fluffbutts. And in case you were wondering... it's pronounced just like the goth band.