Thomas Amaro once moved from one room to another in his Sacramento, CA house, throwing himself about. He didn’t speak, but he did make sounds. Grunts and growls mostly, but with an occasional high-pitched chirp sound. He’d at times extend his jaw, his mouth a gaping maw, as if to hack out a fleshy parasite, then crack his teeth together. A pain so frequent as to weigh greater in his memory than the broken bone that once cut out of his leg.
Not a wraith, this Thomas-thing, but a boy with Tourette’s. A boy who at thirteen passed up Goosebumps in favor of Stephen King’s IT. Because he was attuned to the down-and-out. At least, he fancied himself that way. This attitude pervaded everything he wrote. An eleventh-grade essay drew the comment: “Well-written, but do you really think this way?”
Thomas received his Master’s degree in Creative Writing and Writing for the Performing Arts from the University of California, Riverside. There, he taught Creative Writing courses and published in the campus journal. Between performances in theater productions, he read regularly at local venues.
While editing his newest novel, Thomas resides in Bakersfield, California with his wife and daughter.