I’m a writer based in Hamilton, Ontario. After years of telling myself I’d write a book “one day,” I finally did. Body Not Included is my first novel.

This is the part where I’m supposed to offer a little insight about myself. I’ve never been great at that. Most of my defining moments are less trophy-winning achievements and more stories my friends and family love bringing up every chance they get.

Exhibit A: I burned my hand with a marshmallow.

Yup. A marshmallow.

I decided that roasting one in the family room fireplace was a great idea. When I brought it to my lips to blow out the flame, it melted onto my hand. Second-degree burn. I still have the scar to prove it.

That pretty much sums me up.

In case you thought it happened when I was a kid, I was in my early twenties.

If you want an actual kid story, I broke my collarbone in Grade 8 gym class trying to impress a girl with my somersault prowess. I got the girl though! Until she dropped me a note a few weeks later saying she now liked Darryl.

First loves.

I’ve always enjoyed books and movies about ordinary people dropped into impossible situations. So I wrote one. In space.

Minus weaponized marshmallows and Darryl.