The victim of a dark destiny, Tork whirls through life with a set of shaky assumptions and a mug of rapidly-cooling java. Bewildered, scattered, querulous, Tork nonetheless has managed to complete two novels and is working on a third. None has sold yet, but recently he's been selling short stories to the likes of Stupefying Stories and the Sky-Tinted Waters anthology.
Someday, his alien masters will return for him; meanwhile, Tork polishes his irony skills and sustains himself on squirrels, carrots, and coffee.