Hi, I’m Puddin. I live near Cincinnati. Yes, in the dreaded and much-maligned suburbs.
(duh duh duh) *thunder crash*
Try not to hold it against me.
I’ve got a beautiful wife, the Puddinette, who puts up with the seemingly inexhaustible supply of my nonsense daily. Together we’ve got four awesome kids: Oldest Son (Teen), Mini-Me (Teen), Princess Puddinette (Teen), and The Attitude (Not-Teen).
For those of you keeping track at home, that’s three teens in one house with only one a half full-fledged adults. The inmates are definitely running the asylum.
Since I first learned how fun it was to tap out words on an old key-striking typewriter of my parent’s, I thought about being a writer when I actually grew up. Out of laziness and fear, though, I never quite got started on any of the many novel ideas sugarplum-ing around in my head. In early 2010, though, came my put-up or shut-up moment. One winter night in late January, I decided it was time to either to start writing or stop kidding myself.
Surprisingly, that actually worked. Shortly after committing myself to the blog, I started a novel, too. Eighteen months later, I finally had a finished manuscript to show for it. And that was just the beginning. I wrote a second novel, a science fiction adventure for middle graders, as part of NaNoWriMo in 2012. Since then, I’ve written 4 additional novels and used to have a literary agent. But it turns out she was kind lying to her entire client list and also possibly publishers for years, and has since run from the industry lest it come for her with a summons.
I am therefore looking for a new, better agent. Let’s hope I find one that likes socks. Because if you haven’t noticed yet, 2018 is the Year of Socks around here.
I guess the next question is: “Puddin”, really? What in the name of Henry David Thoreau is with that nickname. Ah, well, you see, um… Ahem. You know what? If you really want to know the details, shoot me an email and ask or drop a comment about it below. But, basically, it boils down to having a boss I couldn’t stand back in the day, and an old-guy recreational hockey team full of awesome–albeit twisted–dudes.
Also, if your nickname isn’t at least a little derogatory, nobody loves you probably.
To sum up, I write software for a living, write words — for this blog, occasionally for other blogs if so requested, and/or for the latest book I’m endeavoring to finish — in my spare time. In between all that, I’m hoping not to ruin my children before they reach adulthood.
Do you have comments or suggestions? Any other questions about who I am or why I do this? Don’t ever be afraid to ask. I heart your opinions almost as much as dark chocolate M&Ms. God knows that heeding my own has never gotten me anywhere good.