About Buffy



Who is Buffy Armstrong?

I write Urban Fantasy and Paranormal Romance.  I don’t write about vampires or werewolves.  I write the Pixies Don’t Have Wings Blog.  I am juggling two different writing projects.  I am trying to get The Dark King’s Lover published.  I am slightly addicted to Twitter.   I love books and cocktails. I am an unrepentant Foodie. My husband is my best friend.  I wore a short wedding dress.  I have a strangely long tongue.  I grew up in Whitehall, NY. I have a crush on Eric Ripert.  My favorite food to make is polenta.  My favorite city is Istanbul.  I am not ashamed of my romance novel reading.  I don’t like literary fiction or poetry.  I won NaNoWriMo 2011.  I sometimes say the wrong thing.  I don’t know how to handle crying women (or men.) I have four cats – Silas Marner Kat, Agatha Christie Kat, Audrey Hepburn Kat, Thomas Jefferson Kat.  Buffy is my real name.  Kids used to call me Fluffy Buffy in school.  I say fuck a lot. I love Greek and Roman mythology.  I’ve read all of the Greek tragedies.  I have a heightened sense of color.  I majored in Political Science in college.  I don’t vote by party lines.  I want to be Katharine Briggs when I grow up.  I cry at Hallmark commercials and movies.  My mom is way tougher than I am.  I got my stock broker’s license when I was 21.  I am a Red Socks fan.  My favorite drink is Raki.  It used to be aquavit.  I can’t see anything without my glasses. I’ve never dyed my hair.  I’m afraid of pigs.  I talk to myself.  A lot. I’m not as smart as I think I am.  I took Latin in high school.  I have over two hundred scarves.  I love my Nook.  I watch the Jersey Shore.  Beauty and the Beast is my favorite fairy tale.  I love salted caramels.  I collect books on folklore.  I like bright colors.  I wear too much black.  I have six different types of Foxglove growing in my front garden.  I have a garden gnome named Jago.  I didn’t get my driver’s license until I was 28.  I have ten nieces and nephews.  I have two older brothers and one younger sister.  I wrote my first novel at 17.  It was awful.  I love ghost stories.  My seventh grade choral teacher told me I couldn’t sing.  I took art classes in high school.  

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