A.J. Grea is an author and screenwriter living in East Tennessee with his husband of twenty years, three snarky cats, and a meddlesome squirrel who will not stay away from the windows. A lover of 80s horror, he began writing short stories at the age of nine. One of his first stories, "The Monster Who Ate My Brother," resulted in a parent-teacher conference where his mother had to assure the concerned faculty that his siblings were fine. When not spinning hair-raising yarns, A.J. spends time as most middle-aged comic book fans do—playing video games and collecting childhood toys that remind him of when his only responsibility was being home before street lights began to glow.