I grew up moving around all the time. If we lived in somewhere for longer than two years, it was an oddity, but that’s how military brats learn to roll. I’m happy with how it turned out, though the way I was raised did give me an itch to move every couple of years. Failing that, I like to travel as much as I can.
One thing about growing up the way I did, though, is that you get used to being the outsider. Not so much at school — most of the places I went, even public schools, were mostly military brats — but everwhere else. You’re not a local, and it shows. And you know you’ll probably never be there long enough to ever be a local, so you just accept your role as an out-of-towner in the city where you live.
When I was a kid, that feeling kind of bothered me, but not anymore. I now see it as a strength — it makes me want to explore, to discover, to ask questions, to learn. I often see things in a new city that people who lived there since birth didn’t know existed.
And, of course, that feeling has informed my writing to a large degree. I always want to research, to find new things and show them to everyone.
What parts of your early life influence your art now? Or have you ever really considered it? Do you just do what you do, or do you have a suspicion as to why?