Carter Keane resides in and is inspired by the frequently odd and often horrifying state of Ohio. Keane writes books where the monster and the monstrous, in the end, are not the same.

Keane’s student loan debt hails from an overly expensive liberal arts college on a hill where they acquired a Bachelor’s of Creative Writing and Environmental Studies. They were radicalized by the one-two-punch of Literary Theory followed closely by a course on Sustainable Agriculture.

After college, Keane was a fast-fashion copywriter, donut glazer, apprentice commercial appraiser, pizza delivery driver, and an overworked employee at a nonprofit in quick succession. Each experience further energized Keane towards anti-capitalism.

Keane takes the timeless fear of being chased through deep, dark woods by something unknown and pairs it with modern existential terrors like being bodily consumed by our work, spiritually flayed by nationalism, and brutalized by the state. They spend their time in the Burning River City gardening, talking to their neighbors, training their dogs, and rereading David Graeber.