From his earliest memories, Glenn R. Sixbury felt best when alone, entertained by the world and his desire to understand it. As he banged and blustered his way toward adulthood, he became more social on the surface, hiding himself between layers of cottony revelations, given only to friends and family like hoarded jewels.
Only later, when the ordinary demands of food and rent and cheap video rentals became a priority did he try to work this love of solitude into a profession. Engineer, computer programmer, writer, security guard? He tried three of the four and has settled on writer as the best suited to his inner self. In what other profession is one expected to lock himself away for months or years or decades, then explode in the glory of eccentricity and entertainment expected with each publication?
Biography provided by the author, June 2002