My literary interests tend toward storytelling, mythology, historical records, and science. Describing one's own style is always difficult, but when prompted, a friend and peer came up with this blurb, which is far more flattering than anything I would say about myself.

"Glen finds quirky stories in quite ordinary subjects, and his has writing has a dry, intellectual, and strangely touching humour that develops out of the story’s idiosyncrasies rather than any specific comedic devices. His writing dissects and explores the subtle play between the peculiarities of the natural world and his characters' strange obsessions, as well as aspects of our social world that we take for granted, and connects these to larger questions of storytelling and how we operate as a species. He explores larger issues through the specific and familiar. He also can’t resist playful experiments with narration."

My training is as a journalist and a technical writer, the industry where I've earned my living over the past decade. My first novel has been recently picked up by Oberon Press, and will be published in November, 2007.

A correction road is a line along which the vast grid of prairie roads is reset and the distortion caused by the curvature of the earth is corrected. It is a point of disharmony between layers; a modern era ill-fit upon the natural world beneath it. An officer with the Alberta Rat Patrol, Hugh is familiar with correction roads. He spends the autumn of 1979 patroling a county along the Saskatchewan border in search of a particularly elusive rat. In a small town along the border, Walt closes down his museum for the winter and allows his drinking to pull him back into his memories of a past love. Joan tries to craft a future with Hugh, but is drawn increasingly toward the enigmatic curator who visits her liquor store. Though connected by an intimate and omniscient narrative, each wages a quiet and personal struggle against the traps of their lives: relationships, small towns, obligations and old memories. Correction Road is a novel about the borders: the natural borders we erode, our own borders we create, and the tendency of the latter to diminish while the former persists.