If you only have time for two sentences:
I'm a firefighter/paramedic, fiction writer, amateur cook, and friend of dogs. In 2017 I attended Clarion West, a workshop for writers of speculative fiction. You can see some of my recent publications here. Sorry, that was three sentences, and this is a fourth.
If you have time for a few more:
I visited the Emergency Room a lot as a kid. There was no unifying theme to these events, other than occasional carelessness and rotten luck. I was stung by a swarm of bees after running over their nest in a Radio Flyer wagon. I failed to buckle my seat belt before a violent car accident. I broke my arm in a pickup game of football, trying to tackle someone laughably larger than myself.
I remember the relief I felt when someone helped me during those frightening, painful events, on what were some of the worst days of my young life.
Nowadays, I'm a career Firefighter/Paramedic in the northern Virginia area. I see many other people on the worst day of their lives. I meet some of them on their last day. I do what I can to be that person who was there for me long ago.
I'm also a fiction writer. Words have the power to reach into the most desperate and lost parts of ourselves, bypassing the everyday to tap into something important. They are tools with an astonishing capacity to wound or heal.
Speculative fiction allows me the freedom to tinker with impossible worlds, places where readers can wander outside the boundaries of normal life, but where they'll eventually encounter some familiar questions.
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