I was brought up on Staten Island, New York City, went to highschool in Texas, quitting at seventeen and only going back a number of years later, when I realized how dumb I was, to finish high school at night in New York, and on to college at Texas Western University, now called UTEP, in El Paso.
I've held many knock-about jobs, sacking groceries, fueling private airplanes, surveying West Texas oilfields, and as a professional dancer. After college I embarked on a career with the U.S. Government and spent the first twenty years as a geodesist--a super-surveyor of islands and large land masses--traveling extensively through Southeast Asia, Australia, Taiwan, Japan, Africa, and Europe, going places with civilizations four and five thousand years old, and places where they still lived in the bush. I changed careers to a systems computer programmer with the National Weather Service for the last twelve years of government service, creating many data communication programs still in use today.
Funny thing about the computer programming. I've been writing fiction for a long time, but all of it sandwiched around the days I spent programming. Could it be that the same creative part of my brain I used for writing was satisfied by programming? Who knows? But as I came to an end of the my government career, the writing called me back. Fiction writing is addictive. You laugh, but once I started building worlds on paper, I could never turn off that seductive siren-call that still whispers to me in the middle of the night. Rejection slips--and I've had more than my share--never stilled it.