I grew up in a small city in Western New York and live just half an hour or so from my childhood home. As a boy, all I had to do to enter a magical world was walk a few feet into the deep shadows and stillness of the woods in back of my house. I spent many hours exploring the woods as well as the countryside just the other side of the creek that bordered our property. I would say that nature has always been my best and favorite school.
I also loved attending the public schools in my hometown and a nearby university. Inspired by the many fine teachers I had, I became one myself and taught secondary public school English and math for thirty-three years. After retiring, I spent two years as a special education aide for an autistic student and another ten years as a private tutor. I now devote most of my discretionary time to thinking, reading, writing, traveling, loom knitting, surviving cancer, and birding.
I first conceived of Not Even Light while mulling over stories we’ve told ourselves about our origin, our history, our purpose, and the paths we’d be most likely to follow into our common future. Lately those paths have become increasingly precarious, and I believe that Not Even Light is a timely expression of where they may lead.
I’ve enjoyed science fiction, especially post-apocalyptic stories, for over sixty years, and my favorite novels of this type are Walter Miller’s A Canticle for Leibowitz, Russell Hoban’s Riddley Walker, Jeff VanderMeer’s Southern Reach series, and Margaret Atwood’s MaddAddam trilogy. I highly recommend these thoughtful and sometimes difficult explorations of human nature to you.