I was born in Montreal. I am the youngest of three boys. Luckily, I have a younger sister. That makes me a middle child.

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I lived in Montreal until I was twelve. It was a great place to be a kid. When we weren’t at school, we played outside. We had the run of the neighbourhood.

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I used to spend a part of every summer with my grandparents at their cottage The cottage was on a hill, by a lake. You couldn’t drive there. You had to take a boat. When you got off the boat you had to climb sixty-five steps up the hill to our cottage.

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The cottage didn’t have electricity so there was no television. There were no computers, either. But we had all the time in the world. We read. We drew. We wrote. At night I would put a little transistor radio under my pillow and fall asleep listening to the sounds of voices from far far away.

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My family moved to Toronto when I was twelve. That’s when I started to grow up.

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I have loved reading and writing my whole life but I didn’t start writing books until I became a father.

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Now I am a father, homemaker and author. I live in downtown Toronto in a neighbourhood that’s full of tall trees and stories. I am married and have two children. I don’t have a car. I like to walk.

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I love being an author.

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I hope you like my stories.