M
ark was born in the Atomic Age, and is still pleasantly surprised that he was not vaporized in the mid-80s.
Early in life he wanted to be a pirate. He was disappointed to learn that since the Age of Sail, piracy has mostly been the vocation of lawyers and corporate accountants, so he set his sights on the exciting new career of explorer.
Then he turned six. Since then, his range of careers has been nothing short of spectacular, something from the Age of Exaggeration:
- mountain climber
- astronaut
- bartender
- singing telegram delivery man (freelance gigolo)
- journalist (indentured gigolo)
- evil marketing genius (slave gigolo)
- positive thinker.
Throughout these varied and most interesting careers, Mark has maintained his love of storytelling. (Even when his Mom told him to "stop it, for the love of God, stop with the stories!" --sorry Mom.)
His own tale is currently set in London, Ontario (Canada), where he shares a home in Old South with his partner, Heather, and their two furry faux-progeny: Mr. Magoo (handsome heavyweight cat) and Ceilidh (goofy giant white doggy).