I am a denizen of the in-between, thrive in the uncategorized gray area between male and female, art and science, intellectual and physical. I design and write industrial software by day and stories by night (and on weekends and during flights and over holidays and vacations). I am as much of a luddite as I can manage, given my career, and Mozart, Beethoven, and Verdi chum around with Ani DiFranco, The Cure, Brandi Carlile, Pearl Jam, The Cowboy Junkies, and some random punk. I can cook and sew and fix a toilet and install a custom closet. I used to paint house exteriors for a living. I am a slow but devout runner and mediocre triathlete, and sweaty is one of my natural states. I have commuted over 10,000 miles on my single speed bicycle. I have forgotten more about physics than most people will ever know, and I still cry when I read Willa Cather’s “A Wagner Matinee” or Amy Bloom’s “Silver Water.” I believe in hard-earned happiness and the ultimate power of the written word. I have lived in Boston, Chicago, and St. Petersburg, FL, but my home is wherever my wife, Anna, is.

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