I could do the whole bio thing. But I’ll cut to the chase. I was born poor and Black in a tough section of Brooklyn. An area that gave rise to the likes of Mike Tyson, Biggie Smalls, and Spike Lee among other notables. I escaped my bleak environment through two addictions: reading (my mother, God bless her, was a school teacher) and gymnastics (at the Flatbush YMCA). By sheer happenstance, I was recruited for the gymnastics team of a small university in Pennsylvania. There I was a Literary major. Afterward, I moved to Los Angeles where I was a Hollywood movie stuntman for ten years, before I transitioned to writing professionally. My foray into screenwriting was wildly underwhelming. I found that Hollywood had very little to do with art and everything to do with formulaic films, questionable deal making, silky liars, and studio writers trying to push me out of my own projects.

Okay. Now that we’ve got that out of the way.

I LOVE CREATING! I’ve been creating ever since I can remember. Comic books, novels, mythology, and movies on the Late Show and the Late Late Show (I was a habitual insomniac) fueled my imagination. I grew up loving genre fiction: horror, sci-fi, fantasy, dramedy, action, and adventure. As a kid, I lived in the colorful worlds inside my head when the asphalt apocalypse outside my window grew too gray, too bleak, too violent. One of my early heroes was fellow Brooklynite author the late, great Harlan Ellison. Like me, writing saved him from the streets. His brooding, dark, angry short stories took me to places.

I want to take you to places.

I can’t guarantee you’ll come back unchanged.

Be disturbed with me.