Since I was about 12 I've known I wanted to be a writer, but I've taken a damn long time getting around to it. I received a degree in writing from Fitchburg State in Massachusetts. The major didn't require taking a language, so that was a bonus as I am rubbish with foreign languages...just ask the poor little Japanese waitress who thinks I want to eat her head as a sandwich. Anywhooo, after school I worked briefly in journalism, but fell out of love with it really fast. I tried my hand at script writing in Hollywood...well okay, I was living in North Hollywood which is considered as distant as the Sahara if you're one of those Hollywood fancypants blatherskites (yeah, take that!), but I digress. Around about 1999 I opened up a store selling CDs, vinyl and stuff called Jay's CDs & Stuff. I caught a lot of flak for the name. Apparently it's okay for Linens & Things or Bed, Bath & Beyond or Mailboxes Etc to have such wacky names. I can only imagine what they would've said if I'd gotten my way and the store had been named what I originally wanted: Jay's CDs & Shit. A couple years passed, love came to town and I 'caught that train' back to California where I've been ever since, reading and studying the craft of writing.