Because he’s not great at adulting, inkshark lives in his friend’s converted garage with several pets: a white one, a brindle one, a shiny wet one, and a spiny yellow one. He doesn’t have a real job (see: adulting ability) so he buys everyone’s kibble using multiple streams of revenue, including but not limited to writing fiction, freelance editorial and illustrative work, making buttons, and selling art supplies at an indie shop.
His personal site is parked at inkshark.net.
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