Hello and welcome. My name is Max - spinner of yarn, rider of bike, believer of Bigfoot.
I recently finished my first novel. It's a crime/comedy starring a drunk 40-year-old child actor stuck in a hotel during one particularly unpleasant and violent Midwest afternoon.
I've also completed a new collection of short fiction filled with apocalypses, criminals, monsters, cannibals, and Texas. A release date remains pending on these works, but if you type your email address in below, you'll be the first to read them. If you don't type in your email address below, there's no telling what could happen.
Now that you've averted disaster (for now), you can read Thirst, a story of mine about disaster that Chicago Public Radio recently published and recorded. In the opening line, the world ends. To find out what happens after, you can read/listen here.
And if listening is your thing, I've got good news: I'm starting The MAD Fictioncast, a fiction-filled podcast where you'll hear stories very likely to give you sweaty palms and a quickened pulse. You'll burn calories just by listening.
And don't forget Dislocated, a graphic novel about a lonely grocery store clerk who wakes up to find that everyone in sight has seemingly died overnight. Also adding to his problems: parents that just don't understand, a broken heart, the insidious threat hunting him outside, and a jailbreak at the local zoo.
Speaking of zoos, my favorite animals are Godzilla, Bigfoot, and the Giant Squid.
I was once a background actor on television and met P. Diddy on the set of C.S.I. Miami. I told him I loved his work in there. I lied.
My hometown was listed as one of Buzzfeed's 12 Bleakest Places on Earth.
The truth is out there.