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I was born two years before we landed on the moon, somewhere in the middle of Long Island. I was too young to remember much, except for the park ritual of spinning three times on a stump, the bee that flew down my throat, and getting my fingernails smashed off in a car door. Ok, that's not fair. I also remember when the mean kid across the street was run over by the mailman.
When I was five, we moved to Tennessee, the land where kids roam free. I used my freedom to smash a neighbor's hibachi, search for crawdads in the creek, and attempt to recreate Evel Knievel's greatest hits on my banana seat bike. It all paid off when I won the nine-year-old division at the 4-H bicycle rodeo.
Fast forward to my freakishly large high school years, and the football coaches beat up the band leader to insure my place on the front lines of the gridiron. That place lasted into college, where a classic injury forced me to rethink my decision not to play the tuba. Luckily, my extreme shyness was mistaken for paying attention in class, and I had good grades to fall back on.
In my so-called adulthood, it feels like I've lived about four lives with the only common theme being creative work. I've spent most of that time with either a camera in my hand or a Wacom tablet under my fingers, while I tried to convince Photoshop to do what I wanted. I probably thought about writing from the time I heard that ACL crunch in college, but I spent at least two decades mustering the courage to actually put words to paper.
From the exalted height of my mid-forties (I can hear you laughing), it feels like I was reading "See Spot run." on Monday morning, and Lord of the Rings on Thursday night. In between, it had to be the Chronicles of Narnia or Madeleine L'Engle. Needless to say, I like SF. Most of what is waiting to escape my head via my keyboard is some kind of speculative form of fiction. It seems to be the one place where bold, radical ideas can be explored without having to go into hiding from offending someone.
I currently live in Olympia, Washington with my fantastic wife, Sharon, five dogs (Hunter, Hope, Elke, Jay, and Luna - Queen of the Lunaverse), and two cats (Donner - loves everyone, Jenny - rarely leaves the bedroom closet). Whew! That was a mouthful. I'm a digital artist by trade, woodworker by hobby, gardener by spousal association, and dog trainer by hard necessity.