I’m Chris, and I’m a writer.
Well, that sounded about as pretentious as calling myself an author. I was trying to avoid that. This would be a great time for a ninja smoke bomb.
…but I don’t have any, because I’m a writer. Dwelling in sunny San Diego with a dog who might be the Antichrist or a Time Lord (depending on the day), I have a head full of ideas and the carpal tunnel syndrome to prove it.
I’ve recently finished my first full-length novel, Binder’s Blood, and am working on the sequel. Interests include writing, scotch, and filling out mini-bios.
If you’ve come to this page to hunt me down because I’ve somehow offended you, please read this disclaimer first.