Garrett Vander Leun

I was made in 1982.

I grew up in the library, checking out huge stacks of books that I had no business reading simply because I liked their company.

The smell of old comic books is my catnip.

Roald Dahl was my gateway drug, Cormac McCarthy became my addiction.

I'm sworn to House Stark but I'd jump ship for Sandor Clegane anytime, anywhere. Also- since we're here- The Marauders were a bunch of bullies. 

I am a graduate of Second City Los Angeles and I got myself a Film and TV Writing Certificate at UCLA. Everything I write is grounded in truths I have known, though they often take place a step or two sideways, in a place where something fantastical or magical looms around the edges. On the whole, I have no interest in writing stories about straight, white males anymore. It's been done well and it's been done enough. Every story I put to page should inevitably reflect a march towards diversity, strength and hope.

Creative work is often driven by pain. It may be that if you don’t have something in the back of your head driving you nuts, you may not do anything. It’s not a good arrangement. If I were God, I wouldn’t have done it that way.

— Cormac McCarthy