I would like to say that in 1934, when I was born, heralds blew trumpets and hosts of angels proclaimed glory to the world. Actually, there was the blare of automobile horns on the streets below the delivery room window of the Brooklyn, N. Y. teaching hospital, four bored interns who looked like "been there, done that" and my entry to the world.

It was the time of the great depression and everyone was poor. I couldn’t even afford parents till I was 11, but that’s another story. Nevertheless, I managed to grow to manhood, finish school and enroll in college. I studied to be a chemist (Pharmacist here in the colonies) and actually finished with a degree.

I was always a devotee of the arts and artists, including Beethoven, Mozart, Matisse and Hemingway, and spent most of my youth trying to emulate my idols. Unfortunately I found my talents lay in a different direction so I remained a pharmacist for many years, hearing complaints and offering remedies. To this day I still practice and the complaints never change. The only thing different is the cost of the cures.

Around the seventies I grew weary of merely standing behind a counter so I began to write, an avocation to which I adhere (perhaps cling is a better word). I still write a diversified portfolio but fiction is my first love and I spend hours weekly on the creation of imaginary people to whom I may turn for solutions of problems.

In my lifetime I have owned my own retail stores, been a production manager in a vitamin manufacturing plant, driven public conveyances, been a reporter for a medical newspaper and found time to marry twice and sire eight children.

Now I’m doing self help guides with the hope that each guide will help someone learn to do what I’ve been doing for 30 years; have fun helping others

Guides written by this Author (click title to view more information)

A Guide to Self Editing and Marketing Becoming A Professional Writer How to Write Saleable Short Fiction