My first novel–actually a 4-book series of which I’ve finished book one and am working on book two–came about in a strange way. In fact, I’ll start with how I became a sci-fi fan.
I was medevac’d home from Vietnam in 1972. After getting out of the hospital I did the easiest thing, I moved back in with my parents. The first night I was there I saw Star Trek for the first time and became a sci-fi fan.
I can vividly remember the first time I came up with a sci-fi story idea. It was 1978, I’d been married for four-years and had a three-year old daughter and a new-born son and we were living in the first house we bought. I was in the garage ‘smoking funny things’ when I came up with a story idea called Networld. Looking back it was ahead of its time. Continue reading