Honestly, I did not know where to begin. I stared at my screen for days, weeks – trying to think of the perfect opening line. Then, June 1st happened. So, here we go; I am plunging into this new adventure.

How did I get here?

I grew up the son of a preacher man – who was, himself, the son of a preacher – in tiny, impoverished towns across the American South and in the hills of Appalachia. If you watch Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt, you understand me when I say I grew up in a bit of a cultural bunker. Disney was boycotted, only Republicans and Southern Baptists really loved Jesus, Amy Grant was my Whitney Houston, dial-up internet came to our doorstep on the eve of Y2K, and we got our first real television (from the local Walmart) on 9/11. Even so, my childhood was relatively happy.

Somewhere along the way, I discovered I was different. Instead of following the family expectation that I would “enter into the ministry,” I dreamed of being a scientist, an astronaut – the president. I stumbled upon classical music and Jules Verne. I made “blueprints” for flying cars, lunar rovers, and perpetual energy systems and sent them to NASA. I probed the boundaries of my world and found holes – much like Truman Burbank in The Truman Show. And, like Truman, I slipped through those holes and stumbled upon a beautifully meandering path I still walk today.

I am not a particularly good writer – or very consistent. I will most likely change my mind a few times along the way. Vince Hallinan, famed San Franciscan attorney and social activist says it this way in David Talbot’s Season of the Witch:

Question everything in life…make up your own mind…No matter how firmly I
believe something, it might be one hundred percent false; everything I know
may be wrong.

I intend to approach my writing in the same way. As a famous starship captain – and hero of my childhood – says, “Make it so.”


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