Curtis Hoffmeister

Curtis Hoffmeister hails from Wildwood, Missouri, a suburb of St. Louis that has no werewolf pack—yet. By day he is a semi-retired hospital pharmacist, and by night he’s a horror writer and blues guitarist. He used to play ice hockey, until Mother Nature and Father Time ganged up on him. So, if you happen to see Curt at an ice rink nowadays, he’s probably there to watch one of his granddaughters play the game.