The zombie apocalypse is here. So are the aliens. And the robots. And...it's going to get messy, all these end of world scenarios striking at the same time. It all starts when an angel sets down his freshly blown trumpet on the bar and asks for a double shot of the finest scotch.
This is a novella, a quick read for an afternoon at the beach or an evening in the thunderstorm or a long commute by subway.
Writer of ghost stories and fairy tales. Born on a small island in the northeast United States called Manhattan, John went on to live in places like Orlando, Richmond, Sydney, and Madrid. He's circled the US in a car, and he recently started learning to play the bass.
But he may be best known for InkStains, the year-long project in which he wrote a story a day every day by hand with a fountain pen. This led to a podcast and then a nonfiction book (InkStained: On Creativity, Writing, and Art).
As of this writing, he's isolated somewhere in Florida working on the end of the DarkWalker series, a vampire novel, and Gothic romance.