SF/fantasy writer. English professor. Episcopalian. Licensed lay preacher. Former volunteer ER chaplain (but not clergy); future, I hope, ER patient advocate. Intermediate knitter; beginning weaver.
And a few other things, less easily labeled. The title of this blog is a phrase John Clute used to describe the plots of my first two novels. It both amused and annoyed me, and I finally decided to reclaim it as a badge of honor. Would you prefer rickety contrivances of doing bad?