For whatever reason, you have decided you want to know more about me and this blog. All right, here goes.
First of all, this is the blog where I post about the lessons, trials and tribulations I pick up along the road to becoming an author. It is by no means intended as a “How-To” for writing. It is rather, a journal of sorts – an accounting of anecdotes and lessons I learn along the way.
Who am I? Well, first the ugly truth. Yes, that’s really me in the picture to the left. In the immortal words of Adam Sandler in 50 First Dates, “I’m sorry I’m not better looking.” (Probably not as sorry as my wife is, though.) That pic was taken in February of 2009 while we were on vacation in Salt Lake City.
If you’ve read the “About the Author” page in my book, you can skip the next bit. It’s just a quick cut and paste of the same blurb in the book. –
The storytelling gene was inescapable. A father whose daredevil adventures personified the rebellious preacher’s son, a Choctaw mother, and a veritable cast of characters in the family made for lots of “Did you hear about?” stories, as well as the inevitable oral histories.
Influenced by martial arts, trigonometry, Star Wars, and ice cream, Jeff finally decided what he wanted to be when he grew up—which should happen any day now—an author. His long-ignored and oft-lamented Attention Deficit Disorder notwithstanding, you hold in your hands the result of many years of patient writing, re-writing, research, and long hours at the computer.
Jeff’s incredibly organized and intelligent wife’s influence may be noted in this novel, but she in no way claims responsibility for any of the content, other than to say the story could use some “spice,” which is what you would expect from a fan of J.D. Robb.
Jeff and his family live somewhere near Houston, Texas, with two “goggers,” three kids, one grandchild, and Dead Tehya, the cat.
Half Past Midnight is his debut novel.
Note from the author: And that, dear reader, is what you get when you allow your wife to write your bio page!
So, that’s the canned response from my book, or any of a half-dozen other sources related to Half Past Midnight. I like to think there may be a bit more to me than just that, but where does a page go from “About the Author” to “Every Nauseating Detail the Author Could Think of to Write About Himself, Because He’s a Narcissist”? Well, if you’ve read up to this point, you’ve no one to blame but yourself. I’ll try to keep the rest short and sweet. If you want to know more, just ask.
I love to write (obviously) and my desire is to one day be able to actually make a living at it. That’s not unusual. Everyone wants to be able to make a living doing something they love, right?
I’ve had a long time love affair with various martial arts. I started at the age of thirteen with a class that taught Shotokan and Judo. Since that time (back in the ’70s), I have studied to various degrees of proficiency – Shotokan, Judo, TKD, “American” TKD, Kyokushinkai, Hapkido, Arnis, Silat, Pekiti-tirsia Kali, and JKD. And before you ask, I do not have a black belt in any of these styles. It always seemed to work out that either I or my instructor moved before I ever got there. I have brown belt, or its equivalent in three different styles, and mid level to advanced belts in a few others, but always lost my instructor before black. I used to say it didn’t bother me, since I’ve seen so many paper tigers out there, but now that I’m writing, I worry that folks will get so caught up in the credentials, that they ignore the value of the information being imparted. Oh well. At my age, I don’t have time to really worry about it too much.
I was a machinist for about twenty years, and during that time, I had access to machines that allowed me to pursue another interest; knife making. I started with kit knives, and eventually graduated to the stock removal process (grinding) to put out some knives that, while they were never really works of art, they did serve to bridge that gap between machining and martial arts. You can find pictures of some of them on my “Sm1ley’s Musings / Sm1ley’s knives” page.
And that’s about it. If you’re a real glutton for punishment and want to know more, you can check out my “Sm1ley’s Musings” site, drop me a comment either here or there. Or if you’d rather, you can just “tweet” me (there is a “follow me” link in the column to the right), or email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
I look forward to hearing from you.