One Independence Day when we were kids, Falco grabbed a tossed firecracker, mistaking it for a sparkler; it exploded in his hand. We’d been playmates—but, rightly or wrongly, I avoided him after that, thinking: This kid’s not too bright.
Freelance writer and critic-at-large for Popdose and Kirkus Reviews. Three-time JEOPARDY! champion. Work recently featured in KYSO Flash and Penny. Currently seeking representation for my novel The Honeythief. Lives and works in western New York with family, cat, and a neurotic dog.