Jillian Hancock lives on the edge of the known world in Wellington, New Zealand. Information architect by day, writer by night, she spends her free time trapped in a complex barter cycle with ruthless pirates—but can’t really talk about it. Whenever the pirate cartel gets her down she reminds herself that somewhere, someone is doing an interpretive dance, which cheers her right up. Like everyone else in NZ, she knows a Hobbit personally.