Even though I have been published on different websites, have seven 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 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 Steve King, I decided to try to put a beginning and a middle to the end of the story I already had. I still write 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 will publish chapters as I write them. My hope is that people will like my story and look forward to the next chapter, which means I’ll HAVE to write it. I also hope that people will give me help if I get stuck, help me with research, or tell me if I need a damn comma or not.
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 I 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.
Currently, I teach people how to achieve their goals by thinking differently. I like to call it “Getting Primitive.”