Paul d. Miller

Author Bio:

Paul Daniel Miller was born in Austin, Texas just before shit there turned Weird with a capital W. The son of an Artillery Officer with a PhD and a San Angelo Librarian, he was pretty much doomed to be both forever fighting and too damn smart to know how dumb he was.

Paul’s formative years were spent all over the United States and he considers himself to be, for good or ill, an American in the classic sense: an enlightened criminal who never misses a chance to either help a body out or to tell someone to go fuck themselves. Details beyond that are pretty scarce, but it can be said that he spent his twenties trying to find himself, his thirties getting over himself, and whatever comes after trying to get himself paid.

Alabama’s stuck with him now. He lives there with a wife, Harmoni deMae, who deserves better, a cat named Banshee who needs to calm tee-eff down, and a daughter, Babylon Amadeus, who’s never gonna know the guy who wrote the books is the same one who changes her diapers.

As ever, if you’d like a word with the man, send some bourbon along first.