Hi, I'm Lula! (she/her)
I'm a chronically ill author of stories with positive representation of neurodiversity, disability, mental health, and body image. Oh, and plenty of rainbow-soaked queer joy because the world needs way more of that!
I write speculative books with romantic elements and romantic books with speculative elements—think sci-fi thrillers and what I like to call “nerdmances” starring people who would perhaps never be pictured on the covers of traditional swoonworthy romance covers.
Nerds and geeks deserve their Happily Ever Afters, too!
I'm a recovering PhD and full-time nerd with a background in physics, biology, and the history of science and technology who writes geeky YA rom-coms and Adult speculative books.
I live on Northern California's gorgeously soggy redwood coast where I attempt to channel my hyperspeed ADHD brain into a productive writing career. I'm a former professor of the history of science, technology, and gender but fiction has always been my primary creative outlet, and I was accepted into the 2022 Author Mentor Match for my first sci-fi novel. I recently pivoted to queer YA romance, and my newest books reflect my experience as a supernerdy disabled BIPOC who's as obsessed with sci-fi fandoms as my characters.
After studying physics and biology as an undergraduate and earning a PhD from Harvard University, Lula became an Assistant Professor before disability necessitated a leave of absence from academia that ultimately morphed into a second act as an author of rom-coms and speculative novels. She now resides in an off-grid home tucked into a redwood forest, where she writes, bakes, and spends time with her family and cats.
Says no to unexpected insects, yes to unexpected French fries
Thinks Max Max is a documentary
Passionate about mechanical pencils
Random Things I love:
really good chocolate
miniatures and other tiny things (food, houses)
fandoms: Star Trek, LOTR, The Terminator, Max Max: Fury Road, Life is Strange
tropes: slow burn, mutual pining, sibling rivalry, small towns, forced proximity, "You look cold, take my jacket"
I acknowledge that I live and write on the traditional homeland of the Wiyot Tribe, and pay my respect to elders both past and present who have stewarded this land since time immemorial.