Tyson types 111 words a minute and is currently using her latest manuscript to prop up her dining room table. Rumours state she employs a legion of leprechauns to stay on top of her workload. She has yet to confirm or deny this, but the tip-tapping of a hundred tiny fingertips upon the keys of vintage Underwoods can be heard in the wee hours of the night outside her humble abode. Best described as a nature lover, wordsmith, music nerd and genius, playgirl philanthropist, Tyson's dream is simple. One day, she will move into the mountains where she will perfect her hermit-like tendencies, grow a vegetable garden, bake fruit pies and own a claw foot bathtub. She has a five year plan. Cake will be involved. Writing is to be taken seriously but executed with enjoyment.