J. Scott Coatsworth
I live with my husband of 26 years (Mark, below right) in a leafy Sacramento, California suburb, in a little yellow house with a brick fireplace and a couple pink flamingoes out front.
As a writer, I've always occupied the space between the here and now and the what could be. Indoctrinated into fantasy and sci fi by my mother at the tender age of nine, I devoured her library. But as I grew up and read the golden age classics and more modern works as well, I began to wonder where all the people...
