A.W. Rene lives along the Blue Ridge Mountains with her husband, three uterine goblins who have recently graduated to trolls, a dog turned shark, and a temperamental cat. When she's not exploring the dark recesses of her imagination, she's usually telling her trolls to stop licking walls and that bees are not food.

When she isn’t chasing her trolls down or trying to find her head, she’s usually writing about intense situations that involve death and agony with psychological/supernatural elements.

She’s working on her third book(if she can make it past 20,000 words without crying), which has no set release date.