After a long career promoting clean energy and green building projects worldwide, Ken has spent the better part of the last five years recovering from jet lag and writing "The Bird's Nest."
Ken’s love of India began after taking a course in Patanjali’s Yoga Sutras in college. He was quickly hooked—spending his junior year in Varanasi and then on to Harvard University for a Ph.D. in Sanskrit and Indian Studies. He returned to India (Pune) as a post-doctoral Senior Fellow of the American Institute of Indian Studies. His articles on Sanskrit love poetry have appeared in the Journal of the American Oriental Society (JAOS) and other publications. Ken’s short stories and essays have appeared in various publications, including the Taj Mahal Review, The Satirist, The Woven Tale, and the (Martha’s) Vineyard Gazette.
After leaving academia, Ken founded and served as president/CEO of Environmental Market Solutions (EMSI), an international green building consulting company with offices in Washington, D.C., Beijing and Shanghai. The company pioneered the commercial green building industry in China and was later bought by United Technologies. At that time of Ken’s departure, EMSI had projects in eleven countries on three continents. It was recently honored by the U.S. Green Building Council for completing its 100th LEED-certified project in Mainland China.
Ken and his wife, Jennifer (founder and chair of Interfaith Youth for Climate Justice) live in Takoma Park, Maryland. They have two wonderful daughters. When he isn’t writing or puttering in the garden, Ken can usually be found in his backyard cabin playing Bach, Beethoven, or Brahms on his cello.
“Meena noticed her husband’s eyes wander to the female servant, who shuffled into the room with a serving dish of rice and a bowl of egg curry. She was seventeen, black as fudge, with large breasts and a liquid waist. At fourteen, she had been forced to marry a forty-four-year-old gold trader. Two years later, she ran away and landed at Behera House with a deep scar on her cheek and burns on her arms.”