I’m a writer and editor who got into professional editing almost by accident years ago when a friend from university needed someone to copyedit his screenplay about giant stompy robots (mecha). Having discovered that I greatly enjoy this kind of work, I’ve been putting my uncanny knack for grammar and punctuation, along with an eclectic mental collection of facts, to good use ever since as a Wielder of the Red Pen of Doom.
For the past several years, I’ve lived with my smugly good-looking twin Paul, who writes military science fiction and refuses to talk about his military service because he can’t. (His bio is below the line break.) Sometimes Paul and I collaborate on stories, and sometimes I just edit whatever he writes. It’s worked out rather well so far.
My list of non-writing-related jobs from the past includes librarian, art model, high school teacher, science lab gofer… Although I have no spouse or offspring to tell you about, I do have six cats. (The preferred term is Insane Cat Gentleman.) I currently spend my time blogging here at North of Andover, reading, editing, and fending off cats who like my desk better than my twin’s.
I’m a writer, archaeologist, anthropologist, and geologist. I currently live in New Mexico, where all the cool kids hang out, with too many cats. (Is there such a thing?)
Like most authors, I’ve had an eclectic career path. I’ve worked as a retail gofer, a food service monkey, brute laborer, a rennie, a writer for the RPG industry, and many other rewarding jobs that didn’t pay enough to feed me or my cats.
I really love archaeology, and no, I haven’t found any tombs with ancient evils lurking. I plan to keep it that way.
I will not dig on Mars, and I will not go to Z’ha’dum.
You probably noticed that Paul and I seem not to have the same surname. Well, there’s a reason for that: Weaver is actually my middle name. If you happen to see both of us at the same time (unlikely, since I’m something of a hermit, but it could happen), I’m the one with longish hair and no goatee.