J. C. Bryant is a recovering attorney and slightly jaded political wonk. She lives in the Washington, D.C. metro area with her husband and two poorly behaved hound dogs. She has two adult daughters. The oldest is an avid read who flatly refuses to read her books. The younger is regularly impressed into service to help with social media posts. She started writing because therapy is expensive, and it’s something to pass the time until a benevolent billionaire offers her the chance to time travel. Or, in the alternative, until she happens upon a dragon in need of a perimenopausal rider.