Not content to merely read books, Ed set out to write his own, penning his first story at the age of five. Dismayed to find out that the market for hand-scribbled manuscripts was practically non-existent, he agreed to pursue the life of a scholar for the next sixteen years or so, where his appetite for reading far surpassed his interest in doing tedious schoolwork.
Throughout “the dark years,” though, the spark to write shone like a beacon, calling him to take up the pen of destiny once more. When Ed was still only a green lad of sixteen years, National Novel Writing Month arrived in his life like some bizarre quest from the gods, giving birth to the wreckage of the first draft of The Shards of the Storm, his first attempt at the grand tradition of epic fantasy storytelling, along with four subsequent stabs at the Great American Novel.
School continued to menace Ed’s writing career, as he pursued two decidedly more practical degrees in International Relations and French in order to better prepare him to enter the wilderlands whispered of fearfully amongst his peers as “The Real World.” After leaving the cozy confines of the Ivory Tower, he spent a while as an intern in Paris, where he quickly learned that “The Real World” is a bitch and nothing like what they tell you about in college.
The truth really is stranger than fiction, and in an unforeseen turn of events, he now lives in Arizona, where he advises outbound study abroad students (read: herding cats) by day, and writes about France and zombies (sometimes at the same time) in his spare time– whatever that is.
When he is not busy being “the next American Tolkien,” Ed can be found playing piano, trying to gain weight, debating taboo subjects, or educating others on the proper care and feeding of the English language. Some of his favorite authors include Brian Jacques, J.R.R. Tolkien, Robert Jordan, C.S. Lewis, Stephen Lawhead, and George R.R. Martin.