Flashlights winking on after bedtime greatly aided in the cultivation of my lifelong love affair with fantasy, with myth, and with fairy tale—indeed, with the written word writ large, if I may skirt the territory of the pun to such an extent. Predictably, I began penning my own (chiefly derivative) tales at a tender age, and so the habit took root far earlier and in hopelessly permanent fashion, long before some wise soul might have had a prayer of dissuading me. Now, of course, I’m a complete goner. You might as well give up. And, as if reading and writing weren’t bad enough, I’ve contracted the further malady of loving to read aloud, to any and all who will keep listening, too polite to back away, the fools—or the dears, I can’t quite decide which—and hence, why I keep turning my books into podcasts.
In addition to my writerly and read-alouderly pursuits (I can too invent words; I’m an English major; that power is vested in us upon graduation), I take professional editing clients through my business, For Want of a Nail, and I partner with the aforementioned Signum University, an online institution promoting the study of speculative fiction (which you should all check out, especially those Tolkien-lovers among you!), often giving creative readings at their conventions (a.k.a. Moots), and soon to publish through their newest venture, the Signum Collaboratory.