During my adolescence, our family dwelt in rural Alaska. We were dirt poor, Depression-era poor. Tarpaper shack and kerosene lamps. In those days I read because that's all I had. I wrote because that's all I had. Laird Barron adolescencealaskaday share on social
My paternal grandfather was a failed novelist. He stacked boxes of rejected manuscripts in a closet. Laird Barron boxclosetfail Change image and share on social
Mom was all about hellfire and brimstone. Her Old Testament God was a colossal, ancient brute, a maelstrom of blood and fire, of appetite and wrath. Laird Barron ancientappetiteblood Change image and share on social
Mom and Dad were bibliophiles. Dad shared his father's love of westerns, Mom favored the likes of Zelazny and Heinlein, Howard and Burroughs. We owned several hundred books stored in trunks that comprised our portable library. Laird Barron bibliophilebookburroughs share on social
