Stephen Bolt came screaming into the world at the dawn of the Summer of Love, and has been kicking ever since. He hails from the dystopian paradise known as Detroit, which, along with the rich diversity of its surroundings, provide a constant creative inspiration.
A lifetime of composition began at a very tender age, once he was old enough to put pen to paper and produce some semblance of a narrative. Then came exposure to literature, history, legends, mythology, and dreams. These brought on the realization that the way of the world was not always so kind, and to this he could not sit idle. As the voice is his weapon of choice, Stephen’s fiction had found its theme.
He holes up with a small band of rebels, one with whom he exchanged vows many years ago, and two who came into the world some time later. The most recent addition to their clan has four legs, a black coat, gold eyes, and a whole lot of curiosity. When not writing, Stephen spends his time in his organic garden, cooking, hanging with his peeps, reading, observing, thinking, and plotting his next moves.