I didn’t intend to be an author. Then my friend went missing.

In 2019, Randy decided to come home for the first time in seven years. The concept was simple: make him a welcome home video. But when I was filming the grand finale—an attempt to dig up the time capsule a group of us had buried as kids—he vanished.

Finding Randy documents the subsequent search for our old friend, culminating in a shocking conclusion I don’t think I’ll ever be able to shake. Not entirely. I captured every clue, every lead, every puzzle standing in our way, leaving me with a plethora of videos and evidence that could reveal the disturbing truth at the cost of our privacy—a weighty dilemma I don’t wish on anyone.

I released the footage in 2020 as a feature length film. But then people had questions. They wanted to know more. They wanted to understand. That’s when I wrote my debut novel, which was released in March 2026. The book expands upon dark motives and internal battles the movie simply couldn’t capture.

And now it seems the story is just beginning. Our search for Randy became a dreadful catalyst, propelling us through so many twists and turns I can barely keep up, even still. But I am going to try, because it is my duty. The world deserves to hear it all.

So, yes. It’s safe to expect numerous additions to the Finding series, each one more disturbing than the last.

Otherwise, I grew up in Philadelphia and graduated from Temple University. I write, create music, and collect movies. I still live in the area, somewhat, but my exact location is better left undisclosed. You’ll understand why when you read Finding Randy.

If you’d like to know anything else about me, feel free to ask. I’ll tell you what I can.