Why I Write

I am a music composer who tells an evolving story with my music. My books are that story in written form. It is also evolving. These two books are the bookends of the story. The first is how it started. The second is the result. The third (in progress) is what happened. You can read them in any order. They dovetail nicely.

I worked hard to become a music composer.  At heart I am a storyteller.

I worked at it and wrote a lot of bad stuff. Short stories. Whole novels.  All of them sit in notebooks on the floor of a closet I rarely go in. 

Mist Of Lies, Once Upon A Tilted Rock and Mist Of Lies, The Dog's Diaries. They tell a story that I had to tell.  I see it plain as day. I hope it's fiction.

Two college degrees: Physics and Polymer Science. Physics because it's cool and Polymer Science so I could get a job. Proud father. Spent too much time on airplanes scribbling short stories in my journal during business trips. Never showed them to anyone. Some are good. A lot are bad. That's why I didn't show them to anyone. Did a lot of things: research and development, marketing, sales, etc. Traveled the world doing it. Met a lot of people. Argued with most of them. Observed how people interact. The characters in my books are an amalgam of the people I met along the way.

You are too. You notice things but may not see them. It's like a fan that suddenly stops. No more whirring. You know something changed. At first you can't quite put your finger on it. That's what it's like to read my books.