M.J. writes sapphic fantasy filled with magic, rebellion, and morally questionable decisions. If there’s a throne, it’s probably stolen. If there’s a prophecy, it’s probably ominous. And if there’s romance, it’s definitely angsty and full of yearning.
When not writing, M.J. can usually be found running, plotting fictional betrayals, or staring dramatically into the distance like one of their protagonists.
