Writing fantasy and sci-fi has been a dream since I read The Golden Compass when I was around thirteen. Though my parents were unrelentingly supportive of all my creative endeavors, being the son of immigrants comes with big academic expectations and as such, I never seriously considered the arts as a career. Okay, there was that brief period I tried to be a rock star but we don’t talk about that. Unlucky for them that I did not fit in with the educational system of the time. By the time I (barely) graduated high school, I had a grim outlook on education as a whole and as expected, I never completed more than a year of college at any level. Instead, I launched myself into the workforce as a host at Red Robin and there began my meteoric descent into alcoholic self-destruction. The ensuing cascade of failures and self-sabotage would lead me down a path that led to a tumultuous relationship to the woman who would give birth to my son then my daughter and ultimately be my wife. The typical turn to this story would be that as soon as my son was born, I got myself together and became a better person to be a better father. While that’s mostly true, it would take another two years, multiple rock bottoms, trips to jail, and a second DUI before finally admitting to myself I had a problem that needed fixing. A year after I quit drinking, I went to rehab and that's where my writing journey really started.Recovery is a brutal process. One of the early tasks at the clinic I went to was to write out my life story, with relation to my addiction and then read it out loud to the group. After a tearful reception to my saga (not a gloat, we all cried for everyone’s story) I was also treated to a chorus of encouragement to be a writer. At the time I took the response with a salt lick as I assumed it was just the atmosphere of support. Nevertheless, I started writing a little bit more. Nothing major, just the occasional gratitude journal entry or thought until a friend asked me, “What would happen if you put a werewolf on the moon?” Though it was meant to be a fun, silly conversation about the special relationship between the moon and werewolves, it snowballed into five short stories (available here and on Amazon), an upcoming Patreon-exclusive series of short fiction and a novel that will be traditionally published by The Wild Rose Press. (Release date TBD)Which brings us to this Patreon. I originally intended it to be a platform for the Blood Moon Saga short stories, but as my writing has expanded so too must this page. My goal is to be able to support my family with my writing and be able to lift up other artists. After thirty-four years, I never thought I could achieve a career with my creativity, and ever since I caught the bug for writing four years ago, my heart aches at the thought of doing anything else. I stay awake at night thinking about the characters, plots, themes, and magic that I am creating. Here you'll find mostly Blood Moon content, but also one-off short stories, and artwork. If you’ve read this far, I hope you consider subscribing to my Patreon. I am committed to providing consistent, quality genre fiction and with your support, I can live my dream, give my children a better future, and continue my creative Odyssey.