Rob Tyler writes short stories, flash fiction, and prose poems on themes of love, loss, and transformation. Elements of science, fantasy, and the absurd leaven his work. He doubles as a full-time marketing writer with a software company to pay the mortgage on his crooked little Victorian house in Fairport, New York. When he’s not pounding the keyboard, you can often find him running trails or biking around town with friends, or canoe camping in the Adirondacks, weather permitting. When it isn’t, he might curl up with a book and the strangely aloof cat rescued from Attica prison some years ago. She usually sits just out of reach and ignores him. His two, brilliant, 20-something daughters are farther away, but ignore him less, for which he is grateful.