Richard Bailey

Richard D. Bailey is a mango-fueled word alchemist. As a teen, he devoured so much sci-fi that his brain developed its own gravitational field, attracting the works of Philip Jose Farmer, Arthur C. Clarke, and Frank Herbert. Now, this literary mad scientist whips up high-octane adventures that make quantum physics look like hopscotch. When not colonizing blank pages with exotic life forms, Rich hikes and snorkels in sunny Hawaii (cue jealous groans), battles rising rent with increasing word counts, uses coconuts as alien head stand-ins, and keeps an eye out for UFOs – for research, of course. Warning: Reading his books may cause spontaneous spaceship-building urges, reality-questioning, and one-way ticket bookings to exoplanets. Strap in, reader – your imagination is about to hit light speed!