Author bio:
Joshua was born on his birthday, due to the conventions of the time. Fueled by vodka and hate by the age of 12, he progressed from protestant Sunday school to Buddhism, before finally settling on an obscure Appalachian cult that worshipped snakes. Armed with nothing but the twinkle in his eye and his mother’s advice – “Torture is a good way of getting people to tell you stuff they don’t want to” – he set out to discover the world, only to find out that billions of other people already had, like, a million years ago. Also, it was very round and damp. So he went back inside and had a sandwich. The sandwich was okay. He doesn’t understand why authors list their pets in their bios, because nobody cares. He likes what you’ve done with your hair, and asked me to say “hi.”
