Michael Hanna is a writer and lawyer manqué.
He is a fan of aliases, most of which you will never know.
He is an adequate, if unexceptional, speller.
His darkest secret is that he was born in Texas. It’s a dark secret, because he grew up in rural Oklahoma.
His favorite tree, the blackjack oak, was once referred to by Roberto Bolaño as an “Oklahoma.” This seemed appropriate.
Before NYC, he lived in SF for fifteen years and spent a couple others in China.
He’s done a little of everything, from waiting on President Obama to being a smut writer to being a voice actor in Hong Kong.
In his spare time, he spins in circles to a soundtrack of Scandinavian metal.
Yet he is not a dervish of any sort.
