After graduating from DHS I went to Hampshire College, where I majored (or “concentrated”, in we-don’t-give-grades Hampshire-speak) in science fiction and neuroscience. About the science fiction half: in college I took classes at U-Mass Amherst from Samuel R. Delany, who encouraged me to go to the Clarion West Writer’s Workshop in ‘90. One of my instructors there was Gene Wolfe, who I believe is the greatest American author of the last millenium (even more sincerely than I believe that Jackie Chan’s Drunken Master II is the last millenium’s finest cinematic achievement). The short story I wrote during Wolfe’s week at Clarion was published by Asimov’s Science Fiction Magazine a dozen years later, and I expect to keep up with that pace by selling another SF piece by 2014. I’ve been slightly more prolific as a critic, writing essays for The New York Review of Science Fiction and capsule reviews for Publisher’s Weekly (where I got to proclaim John C. Wright as the best SF author of this millenium).
About the neuroscience half: My senior thesis at Hampshire was called “I Saw My God”: The Neuropsychology of Religious Experience. That led to grad school at UCLA’s Neuroscience Interdepartmental Program from 1995-2001, where I was interested first in hypnosis and later in cigarette smoking and got to study some people with split brains (aka complete commisurotomy patients), some other people with multiple personalities (aka dissociative identity disorder), and some smokers who volunteered to go into a fMRI scanner while I sucked cigarette smoke into a glass syringe inside a Plexiglass box so they could inhale it through an eight-foot-long hookah made of platic tubing and a face mask. This was fun, as was living in Southern California, but I eventually realized I liked everything about science except actually conducting research and left without finishing my dissertation.
Both of these more-or-less relate to my current part-time job as a freelance writer, in which I help scientists write grants to get funding from the National Institute of Health, and also write books of supplemental rules for “the world’s most popular roleplaying game”. My full-time job since ‘02 has been being a stay-at-home dad to my son Javi. Now that he just finished kindergarden, I’m looking to make being Mr. Mom my part-time job and am interested in networking about opportunities in medical copywriting or other fields that involve understanding what scientists are talking about and translating it for laypeople.
In personal news: I married Marjorie Bradshaw, the girl next door in my first Hampshire dorm, in 1992. This was what folks nowadays call a “starter marriage” in that we got together young and didn’t have any kids, although we broke the pattern by staying together for seven years. In 2000 my dad, David Allison, drowned while we were on a family trip to Hawaii to see my mom Pixie dance in the Merrie Monarch Festival as part of the first non-Hawaaian-or-Californian hula group to compete. In ‘01 I married my current wife, Jennifer Manly, and if “a second marriage is the triumph of hope over experience,” the hope was certainly justified. Our son Javi was born in ‘02, and we’re still working on a sequel. Jen is a professor of neuropsychology at Columbia University, whose faculty housing lets our family live affordably on the Upper West Side of Manhattan. I never liked visiting NYC in high school, but love living there now, perhaps because it’s become a lot less wild and wooly than I remember.
I cut my hair short for the first time since junior year on New Year’s Eve, 1999. (My dreadlocked passport photo taken that summer has made airport security personnel on three different continents laugh out loud.) Nevertheless, I’m still actively involved in trying to relive the spirit of the early ’70s. These days that takes the form of playing Dungeons and Dragons, often still using the books that my mom bought me after seeing an article about the game in the Darien News Review during its early-80’s peak of popularity. I hope classmates Josh Davis, Keir DeFriesse, Susannah Donahue, Ted D’Ottavio, Jay Harrell, and Brian Stith won’t mind me outing them as incorrigible nerds when I say that I’ve had some great times rolling funny-shaped dice with them over the past few years. Other classmates I’ve seen while not pretending to be an elf or an orc (most recently at Susannah’s wedding) include Emily D’Araujo, Thea Gray, Rob Hodil, Sunyoung Lee, and Christina Raskopf and, less recently, Charlie Freeman and Marcella Smith. I’m looking forward to seeing more old friends, and also getting to know folks that I didn’t back in the day, at the reunion!