A little bit about me.

A little while back I was cleaning out some stuff from the basement and I stumbled upon my old box of Star Wars toys. 

And just like that, I found myself lying on the floor more than an hour later surrounded by action figures. I was celebrating yet another liberated galaxy. Battles were fought, heroes were born, heads decapitated – and my upper lip and chin were wet with the drool from laser gun and explosion sound effects.

A 6’6” 275 lb. man sprawled out on the floor with a full spread of toys is truly a sight to behold. But for me, it was a prideful moment and one that I will never forget… because I realized that I had never lost my imagination.

I think that’s pretty cool.

In short, I’m a writer who's still creative. I’m a dad. A Mormon. A Del Taco eating record holder (24 tacos). And yes, I’m really tall.

“The creative adult is the child who survived.”