My name is Amy Derby, and I’m a writer from Chicago. I’ve enjoyed creative writing since I was very young. In second grade, I won an award for a story I wrote called “A Place Called Entercall” that was, to the best of my recollection, about a boy who found a whistle that transported him to a land where a frog turned him into a platypus. I mention this only because it’s the one award I ever won for my writing, and usually these writer bio thingies start out with bragging about fancy awards and prior published novels. I have none of those, but I didn’t want to feel too left out.
I’ve spent most of my adult life working for lawyers, which probably helps explain my warped sense of humor and my desire to spend countless hours reading survival stories and playing video games. In 2012, I decided to go back to college to get my B.A. in journalism. I finally graduated in 2016.
I spent the past few years buried in homework, fantasizing about having time to write creatively again, and joking with my friends that if I ever publish a book, it’s going to be a novel that reads like a video game. Because that’s the kind of attention span I have at this point. So that’s what I’m working on right now.
Four out of my five friends agreed that no one would want to publish my book. Luckily (or not), I don’t have the good sense to care about that kind of thing, and the interwebz make it possible for me to write and publish whatever I want. So that’s coming soon, or, someday.
In case you’d like some other random facts about me:
1) I have pet rabbits named after beat poets.
2) Like Dave Rygalski from Gilmore Girls, I don’t drink soda because carbonation freaks me out.
3) I have never watched a Star Wars movie.