I’m C. C. S. Ryan. I particularly like writing (and reading) stories that live in the crossroads of different genres, or that hide out in science fiction and fantasy’s neglected corners.
One reason why I like writing is that I’m interested in practically everything. As long as I’m writing, I can pretend that my overgrown book collection and completely out-of-control browser tabs are legit adult work-type stuff.
I have one spouse, no pets, and no kids. I live in Northern California, though I grew up in various parts of the southern and central US.
“Favorites” are always difficult for me to identify. Books I find myself constantly recommending, though, include The Language of Food, Ascension, Language Myths, Planetes, The Rook, Fire Logic, and The Long Way to a Small, Angry Planet. I love Steven Universe and I’m looking forward to the return of The Expanse. And I’m thoroughly enjoying being part of the Doctor Who and Ghostbusters (2016) fandoms.
I went to school for art and computer science, and then changed to history, and then added Asian Studies. Then I went to grad school for East Asian Studies, and then I quit. And then I went to grad school for teaching English as a second language.
Before becoming an adjunct professor of English and ESL, I worked as a luxury travel agent (awful), a museum ticket-seller (yikes), a museum docent office admin assistant (lovely), and an unlicensed chauffeur (terrible). For a brief period, I was a wedding officiant, most memorably on Valentine’s Day in 2004 at San Francisco City Hall. I’ve also been a tutor and a proofreader. Occasionally, I make presentations at conferences. Most recently, I enthused about classroom library management at a reading conference in Seoul, Korea. It was just as nerdy and fabulous as it sounds.
P. S. Confession time: I am not actually 30, or even 10, Maine coon cats in a bathrobe.
Blog: Interstellar Teahouse
Tumblr: You’ll just have to ask.