In ASCII binary code, his name is 01010011 01100101 01100001 01101110 00100000 01000010 01100101 01100001 01110101 01100100 01101111 01101001 01101110

Backward, it’s Naes Nioduaeb. In Pig Latin, it’s Eansay Eaudoinbay. This is helpful, since no one can pronounce it with the legal spelling, either.

Sean Beaudoin has used his BA in film/photography as a springboard into the following jobs: construction laborer, circus roustabout, busboy, used book buyer, hotel desk clerk, outdoor education counselor, statue repairman (really), seller of jazz vinyl, and a nine-day stint as the World’s Worst Telemarketer.

Three Things You Might Not Know About Sean:

1. Sean Beaudoin likes to list his publishing history in the third person, as if someone else—a pimply young assistant, for instance—were writing it for him.

2. He loves blueberries, garlic, hot sauce, bagels, almonds, and Turkish coffee. He hates the phrase “It is what it is.” When people say “It is what it is,” he snaps back, in a much deeper voice than necessary, “NO, IT ISN’T!” When they look at him quizzically and say “Excuse me?”, Sean yells “DON’T EVEN GO THERE, GIRLFRIEND!” He also likes old vinyl and French movies and books about unhappy people from the Fifties. He’s not particularly crazy about police procedurals, ketchup, rap-metal, Shia “The Bouf” LaBeouf, cell phones, or Escalades.

3. Unless Cadillac wants to sign him to a highly lucrative endorsement deal, in which case he loves Escalades.