Nicole J. LeBoeuf-Little
Nicole J. LeBoeuf-Little, Senior Blogger
nicole [at] burnzpost.com
Nicole was born and raised in the New Orleans area, where she learned to pinch the tails and suck the heads with the best of them. She attended Metairie Park Country Day from kindergarten to graduation (class of ’94). Then, mainly out of curiosity, she took off for Seattle. She’s been searching for an opportunity to move back to New Orleans ever since. (Yes, despite Katrina. In many ways because of Katrina.)
At the age of seven Nicole discovered that writing was not only fun but provided a valid answer to the question “What do you want to be when you grow up?” She was blessed with many encouraging teachers, two of which, being experienced writers themselves (Betsy Petersen, Chet Day, thank you), introduced her to such concepts as “standard manuscript format,” “peer critiques,” and “the slush pile.” She published her first short story while a Freshman at the University of Washington (B.A., English/Creative Writing). In 2006, Chicago’s Twilight Tales published her story, “Right Door, Wrong Time,” and she attended the Viable Paradise workshop on Martha’s Vineyard. (“Best. Workshop. Evah.”)
At the moment Nicole resides in Boulder, Colorado, which is probably her favorite place to live other than New Orleans. It’s sadly deficient in crawfish, but it’s got mountains, like, right there. Nicole has landed a Cessna 172 at Leadville (America’s highest airport) she’s developed a taste for microbrew stout, and she’s knitted herself ever so many warm woolen socks. She finds Boulder to be a comfortable environment for a bleeding heart peacenik liberal and an organic-food-shopping, tree-hugging, fluffy-bunny Wiccan. She appreciates the many opportunities to partake of international cuisine and practice conversational Spanish. But she’s really, truly, sincerely done with snow. Honestly. It can stop any time now.
Nicole is joined in her Rocky Mountain exile by her husband, John, a multifaceted programmer and gamer extraordinaire. They have no children at this time, but their lives are made sufficiently unpredictable by their two cats, Uno and Null.