A Little About Me


I was born and raised in Spokane, Washington in 1993 and have lived here since. I spent my childhood days trying my best to ignore the world around me, which was easy to do with a book plastered to my face. I got a degree in Biology from EWU thinking I wanted to be a doctor; when the time came to decide what I wanted to be when I grew up, I looked to what had become my favorite subject, Science, and thought I could make a sweet living and learn more about the brain, which had always fascinated me anyway.


One day in college I went to see a movie and ended up seeing 'The Words' (not a great movie, but one of my favorites nonetheless). It was about a wannabe author who tried to make a name for himself. He did try to do so by stealing a manuscript he found in a bag and passing it off as his, but there was still something about his incredible desire to be a writer that stuck with me. Not long after I saw Ruby Sparks, another film about a writer, this one a young guy, not too much older than myself, who had already found a career and was working on a follow-up. When the credits rolled, I looked at the girl who would soon become my wife, and said, "I want to do that." I was talking about being a writer. I had wanted to do that, but somewhere along the way I just forgot, or dismissed the idea as frivolous. Hell, I didn't even read much anymore.

So I started. I picked up a few of my favorite books and delved back into the magic of a good read. Lots of fantasy, the few classics I was given in high school that I enjoyed (some so much that I never brought the loaners back to class...), anything and everything I had on my shelf. I read differently, trying to see between the words, to pick them apart, see how they all fit together and what made them work. I wanted to understand writing itself, something that I had not even really considered until then.


I worked at a movie theater and spent a lot of my day thinking about what it would be like to be a writer. I thought I would get to have lots of dark leather furniture, a mahogany desk and wear a lot of cardigans (I made sure at least one of those happened). I had been chipping away at a book; I didn't really know what I was doing, so I just started writing a story. One day I mentioned it to a co-worker in the box office and they said I should ask Joe to take a look at it. He was a writer, they said, he'd even studied creative writing in college. I didn't know him that well, but I approached him and asked if he would take a look. He gave me some notes and suggested I write some short stuff to develop my skills. So I started writing some short stories, none of which were very good.


One of those turned into a novel. About a year and a half after I started that first book, I became a full-fledged, (self-) published author. That work, Circles in the Dust, has made me realize the love I have for writing and the possibility of making a career out of it. 


Now I spend my days writing, and when I'm not sitting at my cluster of a desk I'm usually trying to convince my little family to take a walk with me. And yes, we have to take the dog. She needs the exercise.