I was born in the small town of Lebanon Oregon on January 03, 1969, which was the closest hospital to where lived in Sweet Home Oregon. I have always had a penchant for telling stories, but for the...lihat lebih banyakI was born in the small town of Lebanon Oregon on January 03, 1969, which was the closest hospital to where lived in Sweet Home Oregon. I have always had a penchant for telling stories, but for the early years of my life my mom just called this lying.
I love to write, and to create, and to entertain. This was my best way of doing this. As I got older, and the stories continued to inundate my mind, I had to start telling people. Mostly I verbally told them, because I would make it up as I go and the story never came out the same way twice. I put pen to paper, then a really old word processor, and finally into my computer. The reason I started writing them instead of just telling them, so that they would have some consistency when I did tell them.
People have asked me where I get the ideas for my stories. I don’t know really. The entire universe of the Pendragon popped into my head when I was trying to sleep one night. The characters of this story wouldn’t stop pestering me until I got up out of bed, put on some clothing, and got up to write everything down. I am not an author, as some have claimed; I am an indentured servant of imaginary creatures and people who force me to write their stories.
I didn’t even attempt to publish until I got sick when I was 53. I realized if I die, many of the stories will die with me, and I really like these stories as if they were my prodigy, so I decided to try and publish, along with a lot of support from my family and friends. I hope you enjoy.lihat lebih sedikit