P. Bradley Robb grew up reading, which is apparently a big deal, because if you get him drunk he won't shut up about it. Surrounded by books, and never told that he couldn't do that, he has also been writing since an early age.
At eighteen, he up and joined the Army to "be a better writer" as much as to escape the strip malls of Northern Virginia. Five years, several countries and one war later, Bradley found himself living in a series of bars in Lancaster, Pennsylvania working as a journalist by day and at UPS by night.
Eventually, Bradley wrote several starter novels, a couple of spec screen plays and dozens of short stories. At around the million word mark, he decided that it was time to try and give professional genre writing a go, if only for an excuse to work without pants and surrounded by alcohol.