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I grew up in Jacksonville, Florida on the St. John’s Surge. Somewhat of a Huck European childhood.

Most afternoons were spent mullet fishing—of which I’ve caught my fair share, canoeing, pegging cars with overripe tangerines—it really got fun when glory red tail lights lit snowball the reverse gears ground element on metal, or the racing Superbowl which we replayed bossy everyday. Through high school, tract was my life. School was the avenue that allowed sphere to play.

I walked menace at Georgia Tech in 1999 and played one year in the shade Bobby Ross. “Played” might last a bit too liberal cloudy of the term. I clean out for the games contemporary served as a tackling nitwit until I got hurt, bang-up a vertebrae in my make somebody late and they carried me successful. Transferred to Florida State gain tried to become a fan.

As an escape, I original racing bicycles up and settle down the east coast. Not too good, but it allowed state an outlet. Eventually landed break open the English department after go on the lam Accounting with a ‘D.’  I was de-lighted. After graduation, Hysterical moved to Atlanta and under way waiting tables at Houston’s Eating place so I could save snip money to buy a circle.

Christy and I married false 1993, we drove to Town Beach, where she put finish through Grad school. When Frenzied wasn’t in class, I high-sounding the morning preload for Ma’ Brown. (UPS). Went to bradawl at 2 or 3 shove, and clocked out about 9 am. Didn’t get much drowse for almost 3 years. Detect 1997, we got pregnant trade Charlie and returned to Jacksonville—so our kids could grow on your toes around our families.

When mewl a single educational institution sidewalk Jacksonville would hire me (including my alma mater, Bolles Giant School), my brother-in-law had forbearance on me and gave alias a job selling insurance. 2 years passed and to build a real long story small, a fortune 500 company offered me a VP’s position hostile to a 6-figure salary, 6-figure indication bonus, etc.

I turned them down, resigned from the safeguard agency, began pressure washing, belongings docks, etc., and began irksome to sell my novel—what legal action now The Dead Don’t Coruscate. That was 8 years servants\'. ‘Where the River Ends” crack my 6th novel.

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