The magnificent thing about your own story--what makes it better than any other story in the world--is that it's always changing. And you hold the pen.
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About MeThe best part of me is my family; there's my beautiful wife Jill, to whom I've been married since 2014, and our son, Jamie. We met while in college, and I somehow convinced her to stick around. I grew up in Santa Monica, California, but ever since joining the Air Force we've been nomadic, going wherever we're told. Traveling and seeing new places is in our DNA, so it wasn't a rough transition for us in the least.
Besides writing, my hobbies include most anything outdoors—hiking, kayaking, camping, surfing—just as long as I'm there with my family. Together, we enjoy exploring the world—going to new places to try new foods, make new friends, and soak in new cultures. In the end, as long as I have my crew, I'm happy. My philosophy: nothing beats rainy nights together under a warm blanket with hot chocolate and a good two player Halo campaign. Accomplishments / Experience:
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One thing you need to know about me is that my mind is always somewhere else. In my mind, a bus turns into a plane, a plane turns into a spaceship, a trail up a mountain becomes a journey on a never-before-seen planet. It's how I've always been since I was little.
I grew up in a tiny apartment in the back of my grandpa's drainage and sprinkler company. Though the home itself was small—not much more than a main room about the size of a twenty-foot hallway with three lofts—the warehouse was huge, and it was filled with all sorts of my grandpa's equipment and company trucks. Most of my time was spent riding excavators, or flying to Mars in a dump truck, or pretending a large PVC pipe was a submarine. Though I grew older, I never stopped pretending, and as the years went on my imagined worlds became larger and more complex. One day, when I was in college sitting behind the desk of my music library job, I decided to write them down. So, I wrote the first chapter of my very first book which eventually became the beginning of The Alpine Insurrection. I got busy with school after a while, but during the summer I had the amazing opportunity to intern with the National Air and Space Museum. My wife and I, being as frugal as we are, got a room in a house almost an hour away from the National Mall, which meant an hour long bus ride there and back every single day. So what did I do? I pulled out that story I started and continued writing on my phone (thank you Google Docs). One summer later, I had a whole novel. To that point I hadn't written more than a ten page term paper. Now, if you were to see my first draft, it would look nothing like the story we have today: different characters, different plot, different scenery. It took years to edit it until it seemed and felt right. Anyways, after that summer, writing became my hobby, and now whenever I have free time or I'm waiting for a meeting to start, or stuck in line at the DMV, I pull out my phone and write. It's how I turn my imagination into reality. |
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Science fiction is only two syllables away from science. I'm powered by discovery.