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About Me

Author, Freelance Editor, & Dragon Enthusiast

The Short Version

I’m Tracey Dyck, a YA fantasy/sci-fi writer from the Canadian Prairies, with several short fiction pieces found in published anthologies. When I’m not at my marketing job, you’ll find me cooking up a novel (probably one with dragons) or helping other authors polish their prose till it sings. I’m a firm believer in Oxford commas, stubborn hope, and the way fiction collides with the stories we’re living.

The Fun Version

Hello, fellow wayfarer! I’m so glad our paths crossed. Leave your sword and armor at the door, let me pour you a warm drink, and let’s chat.

I’m a YA speculative fiction writer living on the Canadian Prairies, where the expansive horizons not only showcase the best sunrises, but also give my imagination freedom to roam. The writing bug got me at a young, young age, and I’ve been scribbling stories ever since.

As a reader and a writer, fantasy is my homeland—though shades of sci-fi, magical realism, and thriller often crop up too. While I still haven’t found my wardrobe to Narnia, you can bet I won’t stop looking.

On the page, I love heart-pounding adventures, found family, romantic subplots, terrifying monsters, crumbling castles, magical libraries, dark alleyways, and resonant themes that stick with me long past the final chapter. In real life, I love Jesus, my Prince Charming husband, chai lattes, dark chocolate, endless Spotify playlists, K-dramas, Oxford commas, pencil sketches, personality tests (I’m an Enneagram 1/INFJ/Ravenclaw if you’re curious), the smell of old books, and loud thunderstorms.

By day, I have way too much fun at my marketing job. By night, well, I’m sleeping. (Have to get those seven hours a night or else hello zombie mode.)

Also—and this is the most important part—I might have a dragon in my basement. And he might live off gingersnaps and the tears of my readers. Who knows?

Welcome here! I hope you poke around my blog/Instagram/Threads, and feel brave enough to drop a comment introducing yourself. Let’s swap tales, remind ourselves of the light, and look for the story the Author is weaving in each of our lives.

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