ABOUT
Grey Robin Creative is a literary collective of one.
Let’s expand on this “collective of one” notion with a rock band analogy.
Imagine you’re an Iron Maiden fan. Easy to visualize, since most Earthlings are Iron Maiden fans. Now, picture an alternate reality in which you pick up their latest album with the understanding that you are playing a game of auditory roulette. Things may go as assumed. You may drop the needle in the vinyl groove and be rewarded with a glorious blare of galloping metal, an operatic ballad about the sinking of the RMS Lusitania or whatever. ‘Maiden! The ‘Maiden you expect. Then again, in this alternate realm, you may be greeted with an album full of satirical polka. Heck, there’s a non-zero chance it’s an hour of elevator music. Eddie is baring his teeth right there on the album sleeve, but it’s a toss-up as to what you’re going to get. …Welcome to being one of my readers in the early days.
As a writer engaging in at least three wholly different genres – horror, humor, and bland technical business writing – it was soon obvious, from a branding perspective, that I needed to take up a pen name or two. Send Jekyll down one marketing path, Hyde down another, and their stodgy technical editor, Todd, down a third to keep the bills paid. Nowadays, you’re expecting polka, you get polka. (No judgment. You do you.)
Welcome, now, to Grey Robin Creative. Think of it as a literary agency with a roster of different authors, who all happen to be me. I’m Todd, by the way. Patient zero. Thanks for sticking around.
Cool, a cutesy split-personality take on a writing portfolio, you’re probably thinking. But, what’s with the business name?
Every spring, a horde of robins descends on my yard like an outlaw biker gang taking over Sturgis. For days, they bicker and fight and gorge on acorn weevils, abandoning themselves to tacky bird melodrama. Actually, it's more like Myrtle Beach than Sturgis. How a young bonded pair on their first migration survives that type of relationship stress is one of nature's miracles. Anyway, they were flocked outside my window, Hitchcock style, when I was brainstorming a name.
But, robins are reddish birds, you’re probably thinking. Why the “grey” thing? Spelled like Earl Grey tea?
I have my reasons...
Grey Robin Creative is a literary collective of one. Three writers in one guy’s acorn-shaped noggin.
You’re cordially invited to crack it open and try to fish something out.
