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On November 23rd 1984, in a run-down little hospital in the heart of the rust belt, H. K. Reyes was, from his mother's womb, untimely ripped. At precisely the same moment, thousands of miles away, a total solar eclipse blacked out the sun over Papua New Guinea. The magnitude of this supposed coincidence has yet to be fully understood.


The first-born, second-generation son of two doctors, Reyes' family migrated from place to place until they landed in a quaint little Michigan suburb with shades of Blue Velvet beneath the surface. He was a horror and sci-fi geek from a young age, spouting foul-mouthed quotes from A Nightmare on Elm St. when the rest of the kids were singing Aladdin. Reyes credits Yoda as a mentor and surrogate parent during his harsh middle school years, and still holds up Ender Wiggin as his personal role model.


Despite having been groomed from a young age for a life in the sciences, he fell in love with the theatrical stage during a 10th grade production of Cinderella, much to the disappointment of his family, friends, teachers, and future self. He attended New York University's Tisch School of the Arts where he majored in Drama, directing an hour-long adaptation of Titus Andronicus, which, to this day, holds a record for deaths-to-runtime ratio in a classical work.


After graduation there followed the Years of Wandering, during which time he engaged in a series of existential misadventures including (but not limited to):


  • Joining an underground (and completely inept) fight club in Bangkok

  • Studying (and subjecting himself to) torture devices in Paris

  • Hitchhiking across the Great Plains at the height of a brutal summer

  • Transporting sacred Native American artifacts by foot from Alaska to Mexico

  • Shacking up in a cabin in the mountains outside Albuquerque


Also, at some point in there he may have unwittingly eaten a kebab of chicken butts. It's best not to ask him about that one.


Eventually the Wandering brought him full circle, to a city less than an hour away from the town he grew up in (and vowed never to return to). Now he spends his days wearing a mask of normalcy and his nights crafting twisted tales for your enjoyment. He is currently hard at work completing his first collection of stories, entitled The Forever Night, due out in 2015.


H. K. Reyes


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