Miles Boothe is the kid that always got sent home with a note from his teacher because he was daydreaming and he didn’t turn in his homework. He’s the goof that walked into the book display at the store because his nose was buried in one. He was all ears whenever there was a campfire and a spooky tale to be told, and later, when most kids were praying for something to not crawl out from under their bed, he was wishing really, really hard that something would.

As it tunes out, the only way to make that happen is to write about it, so he does.

Miles lives in the Southeast, grew up in the woods, and misses them when he’s in an office for too long. He lives with his wife, infant son, and a ever growing roster of dogs.