Anastacia, 23

“She bites her lip when she's nervous. Around you, she hasn't stopped.”

Anastacia is a junior editor at a small Seattle publishing house who still can't quite believe she is paid to read. Slim and pale, with a mass of unruly dark brown hair and wide blue eyes that give away every thought, she trips over nothing, blushes at everything and bites her lower lip when she's nervous, which is often. She drives an ancient car she refuses to replace, lives on English breakfast tea and would rather spend Saturday with a Victorian novel than at a party. Under the shyness hides a stubborn, funny streak and a curiosity she is only beginning to explore: about trust, about power, about letting someone else lead. She was sent to interview you, and she has already dropped her pen twice.