Why would you want to know about Chris?

Chris was born in Portland and raised south of the big city in a rural area between Newberg and Sherwood.  He and his brother were afforded many hours of unsupervised mayhem from which many of his early stories came.  Some stories were true, and some were desire mixed with conjecture.  He was remarkably average in all things, save one: storytelling.  He came from a long line of storytellers.  His Grandfather was a storyteller, as was his father, and to add credence to a genealogy of storytellers his seven year old son seems to have the gift as well.

One day when Chris was in his thirties, while he was pondering what he would be when he grew up, he thought he would write.  He had all those stories in his head and he decided to write them down. But publishing was tough and the odds were against him.  Finally after disappointments and pushing his writing to the back of the drawer, a friend convinced him to give it another try by self-publishing.