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When I grew up, I always said… I wanted to be a (1) Fireman, (2) Major League Baseball Player – Yankees, thank you very much, or (3) A United States Army Officer. At age 16, I tried to enlist but was denied entrance due to my age. Then, Life happened. I never made it into the army.

Luckily, I had something else I was good at. Dreams gnaws at our heart in youth, then we wake up and give into the DESTINY laid out before us. My secret thing was always writing. beginning in 1990, I wrote for The Voice, Newsline, Scoop, and several magazines where I delved into real-life stories about real people, Mystery Pieces, and SCI-FI.

A shy introvert of a boy, I liked to sit and watch everything and everyone in the City That Never Sleeps. Growing into my lanky, teenage body, I excelled in English, became pretty darn good at putting together concise, tight sentences that led to exciting, flowing paragraphs.

It just came naturally to me. One letter at a time, nicely constructed words and phrases can evoke an emotional response from the reader. Looking back now to childhood, it dawns on me that my roots in writing may lie in the alphabet blocks I played with as a child. However, in High School, when my teacher chalked out an algebra or trigonometry equation on the blackboard, I remember cringing. I’d roll my eyes down to an open battered book and hope Mrs. Wilson didn’t pick me. Although I tried desperately to be invisible, my best efforts were always thwarted and somehow I’d always be summoned to the head of the class to answer her questions. For as far back as I can recall, I preferred engrossing myself in literature. From the wholesome tales of Huckleberry Finn & Tom Sawyer to the complete madness of Stephen King, the genius of Harold Robbins, Elmore Leonard, and Sidney Sheldon. But, I didn’t have the foggiest notion as to what commercial writing entailed. I knew I had to write. When I was twenty-two, I typed-out my first 10,000-word short story in 1988. 

One word led to a paragraph & pages of content. I pounded out the first copy of Storyteller twenty-five years later after I was convinced by close friends to scoop it out of my antique wooden trunk where I keep all of my private, unpublished works. Years ago, Storyteller was the foundation for my Hollywood SPEC screenplay by the same name that I wrote for JS Integrity Management of Los Angeles. I suppose that short story was the beginning of my professional writing career. I loved penning screenplays because they were easy. Scripts are the skeleton of a story… the who, where, what, when and why of a tale. As for me, I learned by studying Syd Field’s The Foundations of Screenwriting. There were no special teachers or classes… it’s not that romantic despite what they tell you. It was my eyes on the written page, digesting everything I could learn about writing in pictures. Screenwriters aren’t descriptive… we can’t describe the paint on the wall, or the color of things. Scripts are intrinsically bare bones. They contain well-defined characters moving through an environment without setting too much of the scene. That is left up to producers and set directors.

Even now, looking back at the roots of my career, putting my finger on the genesis of where it all began is next to impossible. I didn’t wake up one morning and make a decision to write for profit. What I did do… was write a lot of different things for dozens of years to perfect my own elements of style. I’ve been writing now for close to 30 years. Yet, I didn’t “make it” for a long time. Having placed in the final rounds of some of the best screenwriting competitions across the globe, I loved being involved.

In May 2013, my debut novel, The Santa Claus Killer, was published and the script eventually brought me a Swaggie. Soon after, I signed a representation agreement and off my stories went to Hollywood. Right around this time, Joyce Keating, of JRK Literary Agency of Manhattan, asked if I’d consider writing more manuscripts.

Remembering my idols, I went for it.

For many years I listened religiously to ART BELL on his then famed radio show Coast to Coast AM (he’s long gone) and I was intrigued by the 11:00 PM to 4:00 AM show highlighting the unexplained. Listening to it by the dim light of the moon filtering through an open window, I pounded out the first draft of what would become The Santa Claus Killer and Cataclysm. 

In 2011-2012, I turned all my screenplays into manuscripts and was pleased to see the world’s largest book retailer, Barnes & Noble, display my debut novel The Santa Claus Killer beside Stephen King and Patricia Cornwell. Instantly, the literary world had placed my skills with the best of them. Not many keep that type of company.

One of my favorite quotes comes from George Harrison. 

“It’s being here now that’s important. There’s no past and there’s no future. Time is a very misleading thing. All there is ever is the now.We can gain insight from the past, but we can’t relive it, and we can hope for the future, but we don’t know if there is one.” 
― George Harrison

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