Andrew Quinn

While most small children dream of becoming an astronaut or ballerina, I had it in my head that I would someday write. I don't know how a ten-year-old boy gets it in his head that he wants to write, but there it was and there it remained for twenty-five years.

As a young man I left the comfort of my Minnesota roots in search of solace in the Northwest, residing twice in Montana and living for nearly a decade in a remote cabin in Oregon. I traveled extensively throughout the American west, met a wild and wooly cast of characters, and experienced more than my fair share of both hardship and joy. Alcoholism counselor, carpenter, and ranch hand are but a few of the many occupations I’ve employed in an adventurous life.

So enamored was I with the journey, I almost forgot my childhood dream to write about it—almost. At thirty-five, while on the road in a twenty-one foot trailer, the dream reemerged and I have been writing ever since. Home now in Minnesota, my literary focus is on stories that stir—slightly gritty, a bit too ambitious, always meaningful.