
Who in the heck is Viadu Barbosa?
I am a fictional character writing real stories. I am a weird, queer writer effusively sharing my weird, queer brain shrapnel. I went to college for Biochemistry but I'm technically more educated in existentialist philosophy and counter-capitalist business practices, which informs my oddly technical explorations into the absurd and horrific. When I'm not writing, I'm working with my husband to design and produce hobby board games, such as the upcoming Apocalypse Cats. For food money, I labor at a nonprofit that provides services to low-income individuals and families. I live in Northern California’s wine/weed/dairy wonderland with my husband and three cats, next door to my weird, queer mom.
Writers I love, and writers I've been generously compared to (I won't say which is which):
Ursula Le Guin, Douglas Adams, Albert Camus, Samuel Delaney, Clive Barker, Jean Paul Sartre, China Mieville, John Scalzi, Madeline Miller, Chuck Tingle, Martin Heidegger, Matt Dinneman, Becky Chambers, John Wiswell, Yanis Varoufakis, Adrian Tchaikovsky, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Karl Marx, Gail Carriger, Charlie Jane Anders, Ray Nayler, Milan Kundera, Ann Leckie, Cassandra Khaw, N. K. Jemisin, Jeff VanderMeer, Simone de Beauvoir, Ray Bradbury, Chuck Palahniuk, Brene Brown, and Ursula Le Guin.
Read Some Stuff
A space opera about family, friendship, and alien gladiators on a hostile planet.
Lovecraft meets Disney in this absurd existentialist horror in a trans-dimensional theme park.
Easy reads for the discerning queer rage enthusiast, ranging from hard scifi to saturday morning fantasy.