Born in Saskatoon, raised in Dawson Creek, B.C and Vancouver B.C., I’ve also done brief stints in Italy, U.K., Pakistan, Morocco, and Syria. Now I live in Montreal. In my twenties, I decided to take a tad leap out of the box, and explore the world and at the same time, myself. As a result, much of my writing interests concern societal culture and the fine lines making up our various identities.
My claim to fame is that as a young child, I ate eleven Gulab jamans. As well, independent of any twelve-step program, I am a recovered epileptic.