Mike is a writer of all things funny. Whether it’s Fantasy, Sci-Fi, or Personal Essays, he really can’t help himself. He started writing in his teens, convinced he was the next great American author. (He wasn’t. Not even close.) The early work, mercifully unpublished, can best be described as “enthusiastic.”
It wasn’t until years later, after stumbling across the likes of Douglas Adams, Terry Pratchett, and David Sedaris, that Mike had a literary epiphany: books can be funny. (Yes, this genuinely surprised him. We don’t know how either.) He returned to writing with comedy at the forefront and finally started making sense—on the page, not in life.
He spent ten years living in Thailand and somehow remained astonishingly pale throughout. He now lives just outside Los Angeles with his wife, his daughter, and several cats who think they deserve a co-author credit, for the many times they walked across his keyboard.
