T. V. Pinkard

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My identity as a storyteller has taken on several forms. I got my start as a songwriter and composer, under the name Tana Victoria. While I was pretending that being on stage didn't make me nauseous, I played festivals and shows in dingy dive bars. Then I got a clue and started composing from the comfort of my home, creating sound libraries, licensing songs for feature films, and scoring a range of indie short films (romantic comedy, surrealism, historical drama). I learned to tell stories that you could hear but couldn't touch and couldn't see.

 

Committing stories to a page, meanwhile, was a hobby I kept close and kept quiet. And then, sometime back in 2016, I finally found the right story, and I gave myself permission to write out loud.

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I've been scribbling little stories since I could hold a pencil, and they were always filled with magic and curses, and set in strange secondary worlds. I drafted my first book, which sprouted a sequel, which then hurled straight past a trilogy and into a full blown saga. (This is not the way I'd normally recommend a first foray into writing long form fiction.)

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Since then I've written two more completed manuscripts, which are on their way to be queried this fall. I've beta read and edited books across the board, from high fantasy to sweet YA love stories, to music nonfiction. I've consumed a staggering amount of rooibos tea in the process.

 

Until I figure out who's driving this thing, I'm going to keep writing the stories I want to read and filling them with unsung people who deserve to be the heroes of their own narratives. With any luck, I'll make you laugh along the way.

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- Tana V.

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[Gender is made up and the points don't matter, so she/they, either way.]

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