Urban fantasy writer
Diana Rowland is an urban fantasy writer and is best known for her Kara Gillian Series and White Trash Zombie Series. She has worked as a bartender, a blackjack dealer, a pit boss, a street cop, a detective, a computer forensics specialist, a crime scene investigator, and a morgue assistant. She presently lives in south Louisiana with her husband and her daughter.
Diana Rowland is a graduate of the 1998 Clarion West Writers Workshop. In 2005, Rowland won first place in the third quarter of the Writers of the Future contest for her short story "Schroedinger's Hummingbird." This was her first time entering the contest. In 2011 Rowland was nominated for an RT Reviewer's Choice award for Best Urban Fantasy Protagonist for her character Angel Crawford from My Life as a White Trash Zombie. In 2012 Rowland was again nominated for Best Urban Fantasy Protagonist for Angel Crawford, this time for Even White Trash Zombies Get the Blues, and won. In 2013 Rowland received an RT Reviewer's Choice nomination for Best Urban Fantasy Worldbuilding for Touch of the Demon.
In 2012 the audiobook of My Life as a White Trash Zombie, narrated by Allison McLemore was nominated for an Audie award.
Had I managed to fall into some sort of carnivorous plant? Yeah, bleed on the man-eating plant. Always a good plan.
Still, waking up this early was just wrong. “Why can’t people be reasonable and only die after eleven A.M.?” I whined.
I told him about me being a summoner, and what that entailed. At the end of he simply gave a long sigh. “Why couldn’t you simply be an alcoholic like all the other detectives?” I grinned. “Demon summoning has less vomiting!
You're pretty smart for a Fed." "I missed a bunch of questions on the entrance exam on purpose so that I could get into the agency.
When did I turn into a needywhiny angsty idiot who needed to be swept off her feet? She snorted then started running again, forcing me into a brief sprint to catch up. We're conditioned from birth she said. I swear to god,if I ever have a daughter I'll ban all of the Disney princesses from the house. Except Mulan. She kicks ass.
Too easy to lose the way. Too hard to keep from unraveling when there’s nothing to remind you of who you are and where you should be. Another eternity passes in the flick of an eyelash.
Ryan stared at me as I pulled my phone out to see who was calling at this late hour. “You have the Fraggle Rock theme song as your ring tone,” he said, with a bemused look on his face. “You are so weird.
Hell, right now my only weapons were Obnoxious and Snark, and I intended to use them whenever possible.