My Wisconsinite core demands brandy old-fashioneds and annual Packer Super Bowl wins. My inner New Yorker craves clam pies and summer days on Rockaway Beach. Esquire and Tin House have published my short fiction. I recently completed a novel about a musician’s plan to sink his band’s fourth album and am working on a novel about gun violence in Chicago’s black communities.
I’ve driven through 43 states. In the picture below, I’m at Prada Marfa in Valentine TX, one of my last Texas stops on a drive from Dallas to Los Angeles.