I’m a storyteller. Sometimes that means books. Sometimes it means photographs. I’ve never cared much about the medium. I just follow the story.

I taught myself photography the same way I taught myself programming and writing. By trying things, messing them up, and keeping at it. I spent years shooting high school sports and rodeos, and years writing novels for kids and teens. These days I write adult fiction, but the instinct behind all of it is the same.

I grew up in Massachusetts, where summer meant baseball and winter meant shoveling my nana’s driveway before school. After almost three decades of New England cold, I headed west and settled in Arizona’s White Mountains in 2020.

My wife and I got married in Certaldo, Italy, during a three‑month stay that still feels like something from a novel. When I’m not writing, you’ll probably find us hiking, enjoying the mountain air, or watching Hallmark Christmas movies.