Cherry Hill: Cassandra's Crossing (Cherry Hill, #3) (ePub)

Here's where I'm supposed to talk about me. I'm afraid I'm not terribly interesting. Other than the writing, I mean. When I mention that among friends and co-workers, it gains a lot of interest. A few raised eyebrows. Looks of pity. I get it. I really do.

But this is what I've wanted to do since I was in the 7th grade, when I wrote a short story about a werewolf (we weren't into zombies yet...it was the 80s). My English teacher read it aloud to the class, which was really cool. After I got beat up by the stoners and stalked by a kid who wore a Superman cape to junior high school (and who managed not to get beat up), I shelved my dream for a more respectable career. First in the navy, then as an engineer. It's taken me 20 years to figure out that I don't get to drive a train, so it's back to writing.

Here's some boring facts: I live in Michigan. I'm married to an astoundingly patient woman. I have two kids who were still teens when I began my first YA novel, but are teens no longer. Like most writers, I have genre-ADD. I've tried several. After reading other middle-aged male YA authors who are not getting beat up by stoners (as far as I know), I decided to take the plunge. I've been told I think like a 14 year-old boy, so it comes naturally.

So that's me. I love hearing from my readers. Really, we authors don't have a social life. It's just you and the cat sitting on our keyboards. Drop me an email\text\IM. God bless and thanks for joining me on my journey.