Writer. Geriatric Millennial. Defender of the Real Housewives.

Hi! I am Metra!

Being an extremely famous author, you probably think I’m constantly jet-setting and cavorting with all of my celebrity besties. Good guess! So close! You’ll actually find me scrambling in the preschool drop-off line, (im)patiently waiting in the Target drive-up line, worrying about my proliferating forehead lines, and occasionally writing lines.

While many authors pride themselves on studying the literary classics, my writing embraces a different approach: the reverent study of all things Bravo, a strict diet of pop culture, and—of course—a dry Cabernet Sauvignon.

I am a Basic B. A mother. A millennial. A first-gen Persian-American. An author.

I am Metra Farrari. Welcome!

A clever blend of chick-lit & a dash of Greek mythology, this charming debut novel delivers smart-alecky wit, dreamy escapism and a quirky yet lovable heroine.

Twenty-eight-year-old Ryan is your typical millennial:

✔ surviving on a diet of wine and Netflix

✔ woefully single enough to qualify for cat-lady membership

✔ renting from a seventy-something Tinder-swiping landlord-turned-bestie

But underneath her chipped-off manicure lies a green thumb that has created miraculous flowers capable of saving mankind from cataclysmic climate change. There's one problem: Only Ryan can grow them.

An unusual audience comes to an unorthodox conclusion: Ryan is the heir of the Greek god Artemis.

Although Ryan thinks these strange, toga-wearing folks are one kalamata olive short of a Greek salad, she reluctantly enters a hidden world where the Olympians are real and magic flows freely (plus a generous serving of Greek hunks). Talk about one epic identity crisis. Magical demigod or not, the fate of civilization—both mortal and godly—now rests on Ryan's shoulders.

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