about eve tonkin

the creative writer gal

Eve has been writing for the web since the late 1990s and enjoys the creative challenge of saying as much as possible as concisely as possible (she has a loquacious nature)! A background in web design ensures that she understands the requirements of the medium, and her many years of writing experience enable her to write content that connects intelligently with clients and makes a website feel friendly, individual, and genuine.

Eve has been an editor, copywriter, and proofreader, and is a published author. She holds a B.A. in English Literature and Anthropology from the University of Auckland, New Zealand, and a Secondary Teaching Diploma from AUT University in Auckland.

some trivia about me (actually more like a story)

I grew up in a small village in the far north of New Zealand. We were a big family and when we kids turned 12, we started cooking the family meal one night a week. One of my first attempts was to make pumpkin soup. I had just read an exciting novel about an American girl my age in which Thanksgiving and pumpkin pie was mentioned. This sounded pretty exotic to me at the time, particularly the pumpkin/cinnamon combination, which I had never heard of.

"I'll surprise them with something different," I thought, tipping the cinnamon into the soup. The lid came off and clouds of cinnamon filled the air. I scooped as much out of the pot as I could, but much of it was already sinking to the bottom. Quickly, I stirred it in and hoped for the best.

The eight of us sat down for dinner and everyone put down their spoons after their first mouthful (including myself) except for my stepfather. At the time I admired his cast iron stomach, not realizing that he ate his entire bowlful only in order to spare my self-esteem. He spent the night hallucinating and for days afterwards he sweated cinnamon out of his pores. People were asking him if he had just been baking. To this day, 25 years later, he still cannot abide anything with cinnamon in it. Luckily for my family though, I've learned to cook, and after 6 years spent living in the States, I make a mean pumpkin pie!

. . . unlike, say, a brain surgeon.

—Robert Cromier