E.P. Lane is a 27-year-old poet, paperback writer, and practicing pariah who currently lives in Washington (state!) with his daughter and best friend when he’s not inhabiting dreamland. His published works of literary genius prove that he rightfully earned his English Literature degree from Louisiana Tech (he tells himself as he edits obsessively through the night). Currently crafting his next masterpiece that will without question blow your [bleeps]ing mind, he solemnly swears his writing is improving faster than his mental state is deteriorating. If you blink, you’ll miss him or whatever.