A Short Biography of M.B. Treowmian

Treowmian was born and raised in the hinterlands of a brave new world where (much like anyone else) he experienced childhood and youth. Adulthood followed inevitably; at a certain point in a tumultuous, varied, and checkered curriculum vitae, Treowmian decided that someone should tell a story to make sense of this world, in all its delight and inanity, in all the splendor and insanity. (Or perhaps this was always τὸ τέλος τοῦ βίου αὐτοῦ· ἡ κίσσα ὁ μαθητὴς Ἀριστοτέλους γίγνεται. ὁ ὄρνις δεινός τε εὔχειρ τε ξένος τε ἄτοπος τε θαυμαστὸς συνάγει τὰ μικρὰ πράγματα· ἀνάγκῃ γὰρ ὥστε ποιέειν τὸ κρίνειν τῶν μεγάλων πράγματα.) He intuited a faint experience of true beauty and wanted to understand true love from false love, and good from evil – and perhaps, make a little sense of this life and its meaning; and perhaps, make something good of life after all. The result is the novel A Kind of Self.