I write space opera adventures and novels and short stories about privacy loss and reluctant, plucky heroes taking on corporations, shadow organizations, and governments.
For fun I take photos in front of strand lights on winter nights. Showing to the right here. I don’t take a lot of selfies. So that one is like four years old.
I have two kids. I used to say that they’re cherubs but now that they’re 6 and 9, they like to be cool and ironic, shedding their cuteness for a cavalier hipster attitude. I have no idea where they got this. Not from me, I swear.
I’m married to a guy named Stoker. When I first heard his name I felt a bit ridiculous saying it. It was nothing like the scene in the film version of The Importance of Being Earnest where one of the girls says they always wanted to marry a man named Earnest (Reese Witherspoon). Stoker has stuck by me for a while now and he still makes me laugh (not courtesy laughs, I should make that clear). That’s love, right there.
I write every day. I make my writing goals insane. I have big plans. Big plans. And sometimes I just don’t have time to update my blog, but I try. I know. This is not how Field of Dreams works. But I’m pretty sure building a baseball field is WAY easier than writing three blog posts a week.
Have you considered that offer for a free copy of Feed 0.5? I’m on Facebook quite a bit!