BIOGRAPHY
I was born in 1977 in a small city in Northern California called Stockton. There I stayed until I was five, when my family moved to Houston, Texas.
When I was fourteen I wrote my first poem. It was not anything for class, like so many other stories or essays before. No this poem came from the heart. Its sole purpose was to impress a girl. Of course, being a teenage boy, a freshman in high school, that was the most important thing, impressing girls.
It did not work and I was crushed. My young heart was broken and the world was ending. I was in pain. This pain, however, spawned another poem. Poetry soon became a way of expressing my pain, my joy, my hopes and fears to the world.
I did not care anymore about impressing anyone. Like all things in life, when you give up on something it begins to work in your favor. Girls were becoming impressed with my work.
During my Junior Year in high school I met a girl that would change my life. She was young, smart, beautiful, and irritated the hell out of me. Mrs. Williams was my English teacher.
By this time I was well known through out the school for my poetry. Mrs. Williams would assign the class to write one essay a week, based on the material we were studying at the time. For me, however, she would assign three essays a week.
I felt singled out. I HATED being forced to write. She would read my extra essays out loud to the class. I felt embarrassed. Mrs. Williams would tell the class that I would become a writer someday.
I thought Mrs. Williams was crazy. I wanted to be a pilot. Writing was something I never took serious. When I asked her to stop she refused. Mrs. Williams told me that someday I would be sitting alone feeling hurt over something in my life. That pain would need a way to escape. It would be so great that it would unlock the writer that she saw inside of me.
With summer only weeks away I continued to go through the motions of school. I would not have to see Mrs. Williams again. The idea of being a writer was absurd to me, but the seed had been planted.
In 2001 Mrs. Williams' words came true. I began to write stories instead of poetry shortly after 9/11. Since then the writer inside of me has taken over. I will continue to write as long as I have my Muse.
At one time in my life pain and misery was my Muse. As Snoopy once said, "Like all great writers, I have known suffering." I know at times pain and misery will continue to inspire me to write. However, my family has become my Muse. I want them to be proud of the work I have created.
While my writing may expand over many different genres, I hope that everyone who reads my work will like it. I am aware that some of my stories will cause the reader to give thought over the subject matter. However, my ultimate goal is to bring a smile to the face of the reader and leave them wanting more.