A geologist by training, I’ve plied a series of disreputable gigs: alligator wrangling, tick collecting, fossil hunting, oil rig steering, line dance instructing, and statistic inventing. Novel writing is a logical next step.

When I’m not writing about moral gray areas or reimagining queerness for invented worlds, I’m backpacking. My home state of Colorado presents abundant opportunity for high-stakes misadventures in the outdoors.

I have only had my shirt stolen by a marmot once.