Natalie Summers writes paranormal cozy mysteries full of witty heroines, quirky side characters, and small towns with lots of drama. She can usually be found at home in her pyjamas, plotting (entirely fictional) magical murders while debating with her British husband over whether coffee or tea is the superior writing fuel. (It’s coffee. He’s wrong.)
For stress relief, Natalie enjoys watching true crime, reading cozy mysteries, crocheting things that are technically blankets, and jotting down notes for the thousands of stories she would need to clone herself to write. Why weren’t humans born with four hands?
