Just your every day writer who likes to see her words in print.

Reena spends much of her days writing and is currently working on several novel simultaneously. Feel free to drop her a comment.

Check Reena Jacobs out on Twitter, Facebook, Myspace, or even her website! A more detailed overview of Reena Jacobs here and here. Though she blog here about writing and such, she blab about the inane here.

Tools of the trade:

• Laptop
• Thersaurus
• Inspiration
• Imagination
• Great Music

Reena Jacobs is the author of Control Freak: Brandon’s Story. Find it on Amazon US, Amazon UK, and Smashwords. If you’re interested in reviewing it, send an email to reenajacobs at reenajacobs dot com. Most recently, she released Shadow Cat into the world, which is available at Smashwords and Amazon.

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Tidbits about Reena

Animals and Children: Ever wonder why kids and animals seem to take to folks who really don’t care for them? I certainly do. Cats rub against my leg, dogs prod me with their noses (not there, you silly–my leg). Smelly kids with snotty noses love to sit in my lap and force me to read books to them. Like a good adult want to make the world a better place, I pet animals then rush to wash my hands after. I read stories to children, then run home for a shower before I catch the cooties. Why am I telling you this? I don’t know.

I have three children which I love to death, even when they’re stinky. This room smells like teen spirit; go take a shower. Well, maybe I love them from a distance when they reek. But when they’re all nice and perfumed, all is well in Reena’s world. Ah… come here baby. You need some lovin’? Let me rub your back.

My kids want pets. I don’t. After years of trying out different animals, I’ve realized they’re more of a hassle than anything. My husband owns a dog though. Your dog smells like old gym shoes. PLEASE give him a bath. Yeah. I have a thing for stank thangs. I don’t like them. On the other hand, I’m still sensible. I thought you loved your dog. Why would you feed him that? It’s only 2 bucks more a week to get him high quality food. Your dog’s old… you’ve got to squeeze those last few years out of him. Okay… sensible and truthful, but not always sensitive.

Early Family Life: My dad found his last girlfriend (do grown men call women girlfriends?) when I was about nine. He eventually married this lady who had 3 boys, add them to my brother and I, and we made a clan of 5. That’s right. One girl amongst four boys. Thank goodness, I already had the tendency to be a tomboy. Bigger bonus was that I was the oldest. When I wasn’t protecting my brothers from others, I was holding my own against them. We were a rough bunch, I’ll tell you that. Most of my childhood memories include sunshine despite living in Washington State. Odd that.

Reading Material: I don’t know when I started reading. I do remember is spending a lot of time in the library, starting with Junior high. What I did before that, I can’t say. Lots of outside play, that’s for sure (cause that’s what tomboys do). I combed through books, finding my interests in series. I’d devour entire author collections and anxiously wait for their next release. Not much has changed since those many years ago. My shelves are grouped by author. It wasn’t until last year I started to step away from those authors I’ve come to know and venture works by other authors. I’ve found a fabulous world out there thanks to twitter folks and bloggers. XOXOX Love you all.

An Introvert in an Extroverted Society: I started off quite shy. A crybaby really. You’d never know from my tomboy act that I spent the first 8 years of my life crying in a corner for some reason or another. Thankfully I had a mom who taught me how to stand up for myself. I never grew out of my shyness though. In truth, I’m a loner. I can manage one best friend at a time. My husband has that role.

I can fake it in the Extroverted world in small sessions. It’s a learned trait. It all started in 9th grade when we had to do a speech in front of class. Nervous? Oh heck yah! But I did it. I scanned the room, made eye contact with folks and got through my speech. Later, I found myself in front of the student body for some reason or another reading. I’ve presented materials in front of large audiences, taught college classes to adults and high school students. For me, public speaking is like a roller coaster ride is for some peeps. It’s a thrill I quite enjoy… a little scary, but something I’m eager to do even as sweat drips down my back.

In truth, I’m more comfortable speaking in front of a crowd than a one-on-one conversation with a single individual or small group. Can we say, loss for words? Listen, listen, listen, my mind tells me. And then there’s a pause. Do I fill it? If so, what do I say? Should I ask a question? Should I say something in relation? OMG, I’m so out of my element. Mind if I go now?

Hi, I’m Reena Jacobs (Firm handshake). I already have a best friend, but we can still work together and have loads of fun. Cookies anyone? Folks who have broken through my inner shell say I keep people at a distance. It’s true. That’s who I am; I’m an introvert at heart. But like I say, I try to make it in an extroverted world. I try to share a little of myself and hope others will share a bit of themselves with me. It’s tough for me. I don’t always read the signs right. But I do my best.

By the way, I’m not one for those roller coaster rides. I came to realize several years ago, I’m not that kind of thrill seeker. Take me to the fair and buy me food. That’s all I need.

Anyway, thanks for listening to me ramble.