!text s Beginnings
I was born in Healdsburg, California, grew up in San Luis Obispo, was homeschooled, and took to math at an early age — apparently I understood how pi relates to circles when I was three. I started reading around that time, and that may be why I developed grapheme-color synesthesia, a harmless condition that I’ve come to appreciate having.
My childhood was like any other for the most part, but I was drawn to math enough that by the time I was eleven, I started thinking about taking a few classes at the local community college — and when I looked into it, I was surprised to see that wasn’t completely out of the question.
!text s University Days
In the end, it was easier than I thought. I was able to register as an enrichment student at Cuesta, and although I was limited to eleven units a semester, I didn’t want to take on more work than that anyway. Being surrounded by students ten or forty years older than me was a unique experience, and one that took a little while to adapt to, but I settled in before too long. Over the next four years, I took twenty-one classes, worked as a tutor, and eventually transfered to Cal Poly, the local university. I was thrilled.
Cal Poly demanded a lot more of me, but I made it through two years of classes and research, even finding a community in the university’s Math Lounge. Toward the end of my first year, I began playing with the idea of writing a book, and I whittled an outline in my spare time over the following year. I graduated in Spring 2018 with honors.
I chose to take a gap year after graduating to travel to Germany, where I attended a language school for three months and traveled the country. I returned and relaxed over the following summer before packing up my life and moving to Oregon to attend grad school. And for the next six years, I’m here to stay.