Hi, I’m Alicia Gregoire.
I write stories about people pushed to the edge of what they believe, usually with power, loyalty, bad decisions, and at least one emotional disaster getting in the way. My books cross genres, but they’re all interested in the same question: what do ordinary people do when there isn’t a clean or easy choice?
I live in Massachusetts with my husband, my daughter, and a void masquerading as a cat.
Outside of writing, I’m happiest when I’m making something. Sometimes that’s a novel. Sometimes it’s black metal Christmas miniatures. Sometimes it’s friendship bracelets made with embroidery floss because apparently it’s 1997 again. If I’m not creating something, I’m probably reorganizing the same room for the twelfth time because building an organization system is far more fun than actually cleaning.
My Kindle has reached the point where, if it were a physical library, I’d probably have to move. I listen to what some might consider an unhealthy amount of Bring Me The Horizon. My wardrobe is mostly black, despite my daughter’s ongoing campaign to convince me that everything should be pink. The compromise is that I also have an unreasonable affection for obnoxious hot pink.
I drink coffee because it keeps the machinery running, not because I particularly enjoy it. I’m perpetually behind on whatever everyone else is watching, and as far as I’m concerned, The Vampire Chronicles ended with Memnoch the Devil.
If you’ve made it this far, we’ll probably get along just fine.