Strangely enough, the unrepentant super villain’s gotten into the world-saving game. His firm recruits crime fighters who stop nefarious schemes throughout the world. It’s not about justice. It’s about protecting the global status quo—for a profit.
Super villains the world over are dying, courtesy of shadowy players with a unique agenda. As ruthlessly brilliant as Cly is, he’s about to find himself next on the list.
His past deeds are coming back to haunt (or potentially save) him. The question is: Will Cly still have a pulse when the smoke clears?
I’m that guy with the unfettered imagination who doesn’t seem to fit in anywhere. Who thinks up storylines like a vampire owing child support or how aliens could be responsible for a zombie apocalypse.
Put me in a cubicle and it’s hell. A warehouse floor, kitchen, or anything else not involving creative thought? About the same. Think of me as a compulsive writer who comes up with more ideas than I could ever hope to put to paper/CPU.
When I was 9, I taught myself how to type. By 12, I had banged out my first books off an old Underwood typewriter. Alas, I was told I was gonna be a lawyer. The longer I pursued that pipe dream, the less I wrote.
Then, after not going to law school and graduating with a useless Masters degree, I dabbled in corporate America for a few decades. One day, I realized that I had no business in the normal workplace, chatting about silly stuff with normal people. Granted, I worked with plenty of delightfully strange folks, I didn’t want to ladder climb or wait 40+ years to retire.
Along the way, I wrote out twisted thing after twisted thing. Then, in 2010, I received a promotion. Then I met an editor and paid off my $%&?ing student loan. For the first time in my adult life, I was debt-free.
That lasted all of 2 months.
I wrote my first anthology, Unheroic, in 2011. The Book Of Schemes (2012) was another anthology. Protected (2013) was my third.
By then, people were screaming at me to write a novel. Something about my short stories not being long enough (oy!). I ended up banging out a super villain trilogy called I, Villain:
I, Villain (2014) Murder Sauce (2015) Frag Code (2016)
By 2014 I picked up my entrepreneurial self-confidence. By late 2015, I quit my long-time day job and went full-on. Then my long-time self-publishing firm (under new management) crapped on me, via a mix of lousy customer service and unit price increases. Long-story-short, I had to retire all SIX of my first-edition books. Truly ruined my 2016.
Now, after many ups and downs, I’ve got 2nd Editions out under the following titles:
Unheroic: Book One (currently on Amazon) Unheroic: Book Two (currently on Amazon) I, Villain (currently on Amazon) Murder Sauce (currently on Amazon) Frag Code (currently on Amazon)
The Book Of Schemes: Book I (currently on Amazon) The Book Of Schemes: Book II (by spring of 2018) Batchery: Volume 1 (by winter of 2018)
And my next novel in the I, Villain world: The Coin Game (sometime in 2018)
For my current fans, please note:
*Batchery is a new project of mine. Think of it as my version of a "How-To" book for aspiring writers. Unlike the plenty that exist now, this one will be useful. :)
*I’m going to retire the Protected title and fold most of its short stories into Unheroic and B.O.S.The theme’s just not as funky-strong as the first two.
*The 2nd Editions will have new stories thrown in with most of the old ones my fans have come to adore (like Pimp My Spy Car or Life Tax)
Time’s sort of my ally. My biggest obstacle’s money (for now). I was planning to take the year off, do 10 books, and then get back into the game. Instead, my selling season unexpectedly kicked off this past May. Odds are I’ll only have 6 books ready by X-mas (not bad).
Selling at conventions is my main source of revenue.The books kinda’ sell themselves, as do the repeat sales (once they’ve been read). The problem’s that buying vendor slots costs money and most of my piddly resources were tied into getting six books up and out within a 12-month span.
I’m lucky to have some awesome people in my camp. Without ‘em . . . I don’t wanna go there. I bit off more than I could chew and can now see light at the end of the proverbial tunnel.
So, that’s enough about me. My goal’s to drop a ton of awesome books before I die—simple as that. If you want to look my works over in Amazon or follow me on Facebook, thanks. If you want to help me