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I was born in the Little Company of Mary hospital in Torrance, California on January 5, 1980, a little baby, and spent my childhood and adolescent years in Culver City. My mother immigrated to the US from a small town in southern Japan in the 1970's and my father was born in a Japanese internment camp in Gila, Arizona. I had a fairly happy childhood, although I don't remember much of it. My mother claims she doens't recall much of us growing up and my father's deceased now, so I'll just hold onto the little gems of innocence and joy that I currently manage to retain. In other words, no need for painful childhood memories, plenty of agony ended up ensuing in my life as an adult, and that's enough to deal with. I also grew up bilingual, alternately speaking Japanese to my mother and English to my father. I have no idea to this day how the two communicated, considering the language barrier. Later on as an adolescent, I excelled in academics and wanted dearly to go to college. One big reason for this was my father became unemployed for years, and sulked in misery. He didn't have a college degree and was practically unemployable, so my naive teenage logic told me that I'd automatically be successful, happy, and content if I only went to a prestigious university. How momumentally flawed my logic turned out to be. I did play a lot of saxophone and high school jazz band was a godsend. I ended up going to the Massachusetts Institute of Technology as a stupid 18 year old and withdrew twice, the second time being the last I woud see that place. I then attended University of California, Riverside for a mere fall quarter and quit. Then, Santa Monica College, where I got an Associate of Arts degree in General Science and then transferred to the University of Southern California where I spent five years on and off to finally get a Bachelor of Arts degree in Neuroscience. In between, I worked a lot of menial jobs, as well as slaving away for no pay at university laboratories where I witnessed cruel and unusual treatment on fuzzy little animals. Since then, one hellish telemarketing job that lasted one month and a lot of time being unemployed and living in unconventional living arrangements. Now I reside in Norwalk, California which is an outlying city from Los Angeles County. I started playing saxophone again recently after quitting for over a decade. It's still a godsend.
I started writing these stories in 2010 when I was living in a half way house in Mar Vista, and down and out. But I wrote my first short story in my senior year of high school, a little science fiction piece. At MIT, I took a fiction workshop course with the great Alan Lightman, back when I was still very sensitive to criticism. I hope that the fact that I didn't major in English or Writing or Comparative Literature in college will not detract you from reading my stories. I truly enjoy writing them and the craft of story telling is challenging and at times frustrating, but is always rewarding. This holds true especially when the reader enjoys the story and finds good meaning in it, perhaps it's enriching. I'll leave you with that.
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