It should be fairly obvious by now that I am not a woman of religion. I don't subscribe to the promise of eternal life or find solace in the comfort of a large book with far too many negative attributes. I like science. I like science so much that I am writing a young adult novel just so I can get science (and progressive themes) into the hands of young people everywhere. I curl up to facts at night, and whisper sweet nothing into logic's ear before falling asleep. In short: I don't buy into mysticism, in whatever form or label it comes in and this has, at times, earned me the label of cynic, which is not only untrue, but unfair as well.