I've known from the moment I got out of high school I wanted to be a writer. I went to college and got a Journalism degree to prove it, and I thought my life was well on the way to being perfect. And then life kicked me in the balls and I woke up and knew I needed a real job. Or at least what I thought a real job was. And as I have known all my life, when one door closes, another will open in its stead. I finished my degree and wanted to either work in a TV station, maybe behind the cameras, or as a reporter at a newspaper. While attending college I was fortunate to help start a local paper in town. But, none of that was meant to be I guess. Everywhere I went to find a job I heard the same thing said, "you don't have the experience to do the job." Well, the only thing I can say about that is, "How can I get the experience I need if no one will hire me?" So, the bills were still coming in, I needed something. As luck would have it, my mother knew of a person who knew of a job. It's not what you know, its who (In all industries.) It was driving a truck from a field to an elevator. A wheat harvest crew. I had to do something. The worst part of the job, turned out, I had to be gone from home for months on end. They were a wheat crew that traveled to more than ten states cutting other peoples wheat,oats, barely, corn, soy beans, etc. What's known as custom cutters. So, I opened the door and never looked back. I forgot all about school, dreams, careers, and what I intended to do with my life. You know, after all these years, I'm now thankful for the opportunity Mr. Shepherd gave me to drive one of his trucks. After doing that job for more than four years, being gone for nearly eight months was enough for me, I needed something more. More home time. When I came back I went looking for another driving job. Found it fairly quickly too. This time delivering horse feed. And again it was driving a truck and unloading the freight at its destination. Hard work to be sure, but honest work. Year and a half later, I went to a major long haul trucking job, traveling all over the country, delivering about every kind of freight you could think of. And so it goes. for over twenty years, I traveled because of the job. And I don't regret a single minute of it. It gave me the opportunity to see every lower state in the US and a couple provinces of Canada (which I hated, by the way), and a couple places in Mexico. And then . . .
After twenty years of driving,life kicked me again in the balls. By fate, design, or just plain bad luck, I was involved in an accident. That did me in. no more driving. After two back surgeries I've had more than one doctor tell me not to get back in a big truck because the jarring of the truck could cripple me. There goes that career. I don't want to seem maudlin or downcast, but I loved driving. I miss it still. So . . . I had to remake myself. And here I am. A country boy sitting on his butt trying to make a living poking at a keyboard. Full circle and all that. I started this way, I can finish this way I guess.
And I got my chance to have one of my stories - novels - published too. I self published it, but its out there for the world to read. Tarsus. the story of a sleepy little backwoods kingdom that gets a wake-up call from a very unlikely visitor: a talking dragon. I know, I know, you may think this isn't something to be proud of, but I've been a big fan of SF/F books my whole life and I thought a feel-good book like this would be good for my soul. And it was. It has all the elements in it to make for a good read, to take you away from your every day life and worries of the moment, and root for the underdog. I even has Dwarves, Elves, Knights, a princess, and wizards.
And now I have a traditional publisher who wants to publish some children's books for me. I can't really complain. I love what I do, and hope I can keep doing it.
I don't want this to be a memoir so I'll stop here. But that's a major part of my life. Sure there's more, but everyone has more don't they? Come back once in a while and I'll throw out some tidbits for you to read. A story or two, and a few tips and tricks to get your brain running with inspirational juices.