About

I write fiction about technology, attention, and the people who survive both — preferably with a cup of coffee nearby and a fire going somewhere in the background.

By trade I’m a data engineer. The rest of me is harder to put on a business card. I’m a gardener (sixteen years in organic market gardening, and the dirt under my fingernails is real). I’m a bushcrafter. I’m a Tetris grand master, which is maybe the geekiest sentence I’ll ever write down. I’m an unapologetic fan of Star Wars, Star Trek, LOTR, Narnia, and Harry Potter — and if anyone so much as mentions Monty Python and the Holy Grail, be prepared to wait while I quote at least four of my favorite scenes. I have a German shepherd-shaped soft spot the size of the Pacific, and a smaller one shaped like a chihuahua — Grizz writes outdoors with me; Penny writes from my lap.

I find a lot of beauty in difference, and I think the way we keep finding each other across it is the most interesting story going. That’s somewhere underneath every page of Nowhere to Run, even when nobody’s saying it out loud.

The book came out of trying to figure out what I was afraid of in 2023, when AI was still a wee babe and most of us hadn’t decided whether to be excited or terrified. I was leaning terrified. Writing it moved me — not all the way to optimism, but somewhere I can live. Skeptical optimist with an apocalypse plan, if you need a category. Mostly just trying to do the next right thing.

If I could build one thing that wasn’t a book, it would be a bench. Two armrests, a back, room for one or two. Not forever. Just a place to stop in the middle of the journey, sit down, and breathe. That’s what I want anything I make to feel like — including this site, including the book. A place to pause for a while.