I am 28 years old, married to a wonderful woman, and father to two adorable little boys. That’s the short of it.
The long of it is . . . well . . . longer.
I have wanted to be an author since I was six years old. At the time, I wanted to be an illustrator as well; however, my artistic skills in that area seem to have deteriorated for the most part. I still sketch from time to time, but usually only when it deals with something I am writing. The last time I sketched anything was back in the summer of 2009, when I was attempting to visualize the design of an airship for a fantasy story. I write much, much more often.
I started taking writing more seriously after I got married. My wife, whom I generally refer to as “The Reader” in this blog, sat with me in a coffee shop one day that winter, and she told me how much she wanted to read a story I had told her long before. It was a story I had written and rewritten, started and restarted, though the basic premise had remained the same. She wanted me to finish it.
I still haven’t. I get distracted easily.
What I have finished, however, is a handful of short stories. I will post excerpts here and there as I submit them to various publications in the hopes of being printed. At this point, I just want to get my foot in the door. Once that happens, I’ll throw it open and see what a life of fiction has to offer.
Hopefully, you’ll get to see that happen.
Oh, and if you’d like to know more about my wife and our wonderful little boy, you should visit her blog, Weird-Bird.