I have a confession. Douglas York is not my real name, but a combination of my middle name and the street I grew up on. One day I hope to gain enough of a reader base and positive reviews to publish my novel with my real name boldly printed at the bottom. Until then, I remain elusive.
I’m in my mid-20s, plodding through the real-world routine and dealing with a severe withdraw from adventure. I’m happiest when I’m hiking, or camping, or listening to live music. I love a good IPA, the Tedeschi Trucks Band, and anything involving a fire-ring.