Nathan Gregory

My journey with Science Fiction began early. I came of age during the Space Race, but when, on September 12, 1962, JFK said, "We choose to go to the moon," I was already en route.
I had launched a rocket to the moon with Rick Brant in John Blaine's "The Rocket's Shadow." I had been to Mars with Heinlein's "Red Planet" and "Podkayne of Mars," had been a "Space Cadet," and trekked across the moon with Kip and the Mother Thing in "Have Space Suit, Will Travel." Edgar Rice Burroughs' Barzoom Epics with John Carter and the "Princess of Mars" likewise primed my imagination. I hope to live long enough to, like "The Man Who Sold the Moon," Delos D. Harriman, die on the moon.
Note to Elon: Give me a call, will ya!
By the time "Star Wars" captured the public imagination in 1977, I had already visited the House of Organa on Alderan and walked the desert sands of Tatooine.
I have aspired to such fantastic and futuristic adventures for as long as I can remember. But I wanted to write the stories if I couldn't live the adventures. After a lifetime of searching, I have finally found the magic combination of time and motivation to begin writing the kinds of stories I love to read.