Ken Schrader writes science fiction, steampunk, fantasy, weird westerns, and anything else he can get away with. He’s a shameless geek, a fan of the Oxford comma, and he makes housing decisions based upon the space available for bookshelves. He sings out loud when he thinks there’s no one around, enjoys a good grilling session, and needs music like he needs to breathe. He can also procrastinate so well you’d think it was a superpower.
Ken lives in Michigan, and despite the seasonal allergies, he always enjoys mowing the lawn.
