They call me Frank. In some ways I am a wannabe super hero. I have a day job that pays the bills, but during the evenings everything changes. At night I put latex underwear on outside of my pants and sit down and write. Kind of anti-climatic but hey, it’s what I do.
I live in the middle of the United States, i would drive a tractor to work but it isn’t cost-effective.
I write because it is as much of a passion of mine as it is a compulsion I find hard to control.
I hope to one day break into the business and support myself and family as a full-time writer. No, I’m not expecting to make millions of dollars, but if I could live my life doing what makes me warm and tingly inside I would die a happy man.
I went to college and graduated, it was overrated and overpriced.
I don’t like cats.
Personally I find it offensive when I’m at a restaurant and the sweet tea is so bland they have to add fruit to it. It is of my profound opinion that sweet tea isn’t sweet enough unless you fall into a diabetic seizure half way through the glass.