I grew up in a very smaill town called Perryville, Maryland, and spend most of my weekends helping my father on his grandmothers farm, and of course back then there there was not much to do. When your chores were done and you could watch television you only had two or three stations and most of the time to get a clear station meant dad was on the roof moving the antenna and yelling down "Anything yet?" So you got used to using your imagination and I had a whopper.

After I was released from the army. I had two children and was working two jobs while going to the Prince Georges Community College studing Art and Art History.Then was told I needed and an English class. So I took writing 101, but it turned out it was more or less a Jouralist class because they did not offer creative writing. I was struggling with Alegbra already since I had never taken it in High School and between that, family life and two jobs, I did not have time to go out looking for stories. So I made them up. It worked for a short time until I got caught. So the instructor made me a deal, write two totally different stories and he will let the class grade them, a C or better and I could continue like I was doing. I wrote A Soldiers Thoughts about what went through a soldiers mind in Vietnam, and A Talking Gilliwok about an imaginary creature that helps a small boy adapt in a new town and school. I got and A on both. After that It was Like I could not stop. Then Life hit me like a drunken boxer and when I couldn't get any of my short stories published, ( I always threw them away after one or two rejections) I stopped trying to get published, I would write and toss them away when finished. Then I got remarried and my current wife saw one and encouraged me to write more .

Actually that credit goes to my youngest child Heather. I finished Evil Watching sent it to Six agents, five were no longer in business, and the sixth was no longer accepting new clients. Then I sent it to five or six publishers, three no longer accepted un-solicited material, and 2 wished me luck and polited declined. I decided to take a break again and started back to painting. Then my daughter suggested ebooks so it would be out there and I could go back to writing, knowing that I did not like the time consuming search for a publisher or agent.

I have just finished a short story called A New Beginning and an currently working on a new thriller that will probably be entiltled Newstuff or Demon of Children

Stephen King, Peter Straub, Clive Barker, and Dean Kootz

Either Painting,riding my Harley, or working on my wifes honeydo list

Usually search by catagory

Yes, A Soldiers Thoughts.

Freestyle mostly. I probably have about ten or fifteen story ideas run through my head a day when I decide I am going to write about one I may research say certain demons or towns, then I just start typing from beginning to end. If I get stuck I will go do something else or work on a new one.

Shane. I loved that story. I have, for better or worse, tried to adapted my live to Shanes principles of right and wrong.

Being an artist or ex artist if you will. I like to create my own. In Evil Watching I used a shot of the town of Elkton where the story is set ad just added demon eyes watching.

Shane, like I already said. Shogun. I could not but that down. You could almost compare it to Shane. The Hobbit. I am not usually a fantasy reader but I think that was probably the best book written. The Tailsman. Besides Shane it is the only book I have read twice and is close to The Hobbit for best ever written. If the ever make a movie based on it, Please Mr. King make them stick to the book and change nothing, and finally and this is a series for books each as good as the first. Stephen Kings The Dark Tower series, each time I could barely wait for the next installment.

Again mostly Stephen King.

Kindle

I love horror stories and movies, my first memory of the drive-in was my father taking us to a double feature. Blood Feast, and She Devils on Wheels. Everyone except my father and me buried their heads and complained but I loved it. I was only about ten but I was old enough to know it wasn't real and the only thing I got out of it was I was not scared of things like that and motorcycles were cool. Plus, I write other things too. I currently have a coming to age book out with an Easter theme entitled A New Beginning, and a childrens alphabet story entitles David and Miya's A to Zoo Room.

Probably a straving Artist, that is what I started out as. The writing was ghost writing for other people, mostly kids that could afford regular college and was taking creative writng. The only writing I did for myself was poetry and that was just to pick up girls

I realize now that writing is something embedded deep into your soul, and it does not matter if you sell ten million books or none. The writing will continue, if not, all the stories floating around in your head will drive you nuts until you release them on paper.

Take creative writng classes if possible, I wish I had, and make some connections in the publishing world by going to the conventions they put on. I was always too busy working to support my family to go but looking back now I relized I could have, should have gone to one or two. And no matter how it turns out. Keep putting pen to paper.