My name is Wally. I generally post online as Wax Banks. It is a college nickname.
I am 32 years old. I live in Cambridge. I have been married for three+ years.
My full-time job is taking care of our son. He is a toddler.
Prior to shifting to full-time parenthood, I was a writer, editor, and occasional teacher and tutor.
I write. Many of my developed skills are writing-related. Since I finished graduate school I have produced a very large, very scattered body of work, which I sometimes forget to think of as 'work.' But it is that, and I am proud of some of the products and much of the process.
I have written essays, short stories, novels, screenplays, novel-length mock self-help books, monstrous collections of intertwined short fictions, and of course 'blog posts' - the latter a category large enough to encompass almost all the others, though I usually stick to essayish bits here.
When I have been able to commit myself to it I have preferred to spend all day writing, but that is of course impossible at present. I have been partly successful at overcoming my resentments about enormous changes that parenthood has made in my life. Being a father is the best, the happiest, the hardest thing I have ever done, and the joy it brings me far outweighs the frustration I feel at not being able to focus on writing.
Though I have not been paid for writing or editing since last year, I still tend to think of myself as 'writing for a living,' and I hope to return to making money with my work in the near future.
I am a father, a husband, and a writer, in that order. I am happy with this state of things; it is a conversation.