I have been a writer since I was a kid. My first masterwork was a blatant plagiarism of The Velveteen Rabbit, typed on lined paper. I was five.
Nowadays, I write short fiction, which gets published, and long fiction, which does not.
When I’m not writing, I’m Editor in Chief at Zoetic Press, doing software project management, shooting arrows at faraway things with varying levels of success, creating chain maille, or sending out postcards. I collect tarot cards, music boxes, postcards, and teapots. My house burned down August 20, 2020.