About Rob Tyler

Rob Tyler lives in a barn with a cat (named “Cat”) on 30 acres of scrubland and woods in Upstate New York - land of the Finger Lakes and grape pie and disease-bearing ticks. He wrote his first short story in fourth grade. It was well received and he rested on his laurels for the next 20 years. He eventually found his way back to writing for fun (short stories, flash fiction, and prose poems) and profit (a long career in marketing and technical writing). The profit part is over, but the fun continues. His writing tends toward the surreal, absurd, and weird, with the occasional nod to themes of love and loss, or vice versa. When he isn’t writing, he can be found digging rocks out of the ground and piling them nearby, pulling up knotweed by the roots, running his guts out in the hills of High Tor, or playing pool and drinking beer at the local watering hole. As they say, it’s all material.