Daniel Tyler Gooden was born and raised outside Kansas City, Missouri. He spent some time in New Orleans, Louisiana, picked up a wife and a southern twang, and brought them both back to midtown KC.
Gooden's writing ranges between lit, fantasy and horror and is at the moment preoccupied with stories of personal and world apocalypse via: fire salamanders, Google-overlaid reality, internet marketing, VR living, and magic illogically springing into existence and spontaneously giving our favorite brands walking, talking, man-eating personas.
There's something wrong with the man standing in Verlin Snouffer's field. The morning started hot and now the summer sun is baking down from a cloudless sky. Verlin spent most his life in the seat of a tractor and knows no sane man would be standing so still for so long out in the scorching heat.
Beau knows the town thinks his grandfather Leon is crazy. Leon doesn't help that fact by claiming to be Ponce de Leon while manning the counter of his liquor store, The Fountain. But crazy to outsiders is just life to Beau, who for as long as he can remember has been following his grandfather into the Louisiana swamps and looking for the right place to set their fires.