Jolie Dvorak

Jolie Dvorak likes to write steamy, angsty romance featuring women who fall hard and love harder. When her first book was released, she revealed that ‘Jolie Dvorak’ was, in fact, the pen name of another sapphic romance author and challenged readers to guess who. This led to some very lovely compliments and quite a few long, funny conversations, but Jolie’s true identity remains a secret. If you think you know, send her an email with your theories. Gold star if you get it right.

Jolie has moved again. Sapporo was lovely but her latest adventure has taken her to a charming, though slightly crooked, windmill in the tulip fields of the Netherlands. Access is only by bicycle, so she and the wife have purchased a tandem, complete with a basket on the front for the cat.

Days are spent combing local flea markets in the hopes of finding a lost van Gogh. Evenings are a whirlwind of writing, fueled by strong Dutch coffee and stroopwafels. The cat dozes amid the windmill mechanics and fails to catch mice.

Of course, Jolie doesn’t actually exist, so all the above is yet more of her alter-ego’s fantasies.