David Soto Jr.

David Soto Jr. Retired Air Force Master Sergeant and author of “Los Chocolates de Esperanza Diamanté.”

Even though I have been published on different websites, have several publications on amazon.com, and have sold many books, it’s still hard for me to say I’m an author. As a child, I struggled with school. Learning disabilities yielded grades that lead people close to me to believe being a writer was an impossibility. Basically, I was discouraged from pursuing any type of career in writing. So, it was put on the back burner and after school, I joined the military and became a tradesman. In 2015 I took a program I had developed for easing into the Paleo diet and formatted it for Kindle. That was it. I was an author. Since then, I have published three other books on health and wellness. Things are going well but something has been in the back of my mind for 20 years, the ending of a story I thought of a long time ago. I felt like I was a nonfiction writer but after listening to On Writing by Stephen King, I decided to try to put a beginning and a middle to the end of the story I already had. I was still writing my wellness and self-improvement articles on my other blog, www.theprimitiveyou.com, so time to work on my novel was sometimes not a priority. I felt like I needed something to make it one, so I created this website where I published chapters as I wrote them. Then one day, a story of a woman who made passion laced chocolates came to me. Her name was Esperanza and I couldn’t get her out of my mind. She changed my life.

A little more about me: I was born in Gardena, California and spent most of my childhood in Los Angeles. In high school, my family moved to a small town in Missouri. At the age of 17, I joined the Air Force and spent the next 23 years toggling between active duty Air Force and Missouri Air National Guard. In 2002 I was deployed under Operation Enduring Freedom and in 2004 I took a year off from the military and went to Iraq as a civilian contractor. Throughout the years, when not in uniform, I tried my best to fit into society. I got a job, went into debt to buy a house and a car, and tried to find a girl to marry and start a family with. None of these seemed to work out for me. Instead, I felt best on the road. At the age of 30, I sold most of my possessions, put my house up for rent, hit the road, and (more or less) haven’t stopped since.