Born in 1949, I was a child of the Cold War in Northern New Jersey, practicing 'duck and cover' under my desk during air raid drills. At 13, I witnessed death firsthand when my camp counselor passed away before my eyes, teaching me that fairy tales are scarce in reality. My father taught me to be prepared. Having lived across the country and traveled the world, I pen stories that may be deemed politically incorrect, narrated through the eyes of ordinary people entangled in chaos. My tales lack elite troops or heroic rescues; instead, they often harbor a darker edge with violence and profanity to mirror realism. Happy endings are rare in my narratives, reflecting my belief that when disaster strikes, most will not find a fortunate resolution. My spelling and grammar may falter, but I believe my stories will resonate with you.
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