I was born. I nearly died of the flu a couple of times. Freaked my parents out some. Went to school, learned to read, hid under the covers with a flashlight and a book. Got an Apple IIe as my first computer, and started writing stories on it way back then. Sixty-four kilobytes of memory and real floppy floppy discs, baby. I got knocked off my bike or skateboard a few times trying to get home after junior high. That hurt. Then I got a car and nearly killed myself a few more times. I can vouch for the safety of the Volvo brand. Wouldn't be here without it. I started writing my first novel in high school. Finally finished it in 2012, about 20 years later. Don't judge. Now, I'm a Motivational Technologist, and people may laugh at the title, but they still use it every chance they get. I like that. And I'm healthy, happy, and have a great family. What I want now is to entertain people with stories. Let's do it. Under the covers, with a flashlight, baby. Read me. Read me all over.