Ah well, I never was one for following convention. My name is Preacher. Really. Ok, not really, but everyone outside of work calls me Preacher and has for more than 20 years. I never liked claiming I was a writer. Doing so almost always devolves into a discussion about the last thing I published and, honestly, I would rather talk about what I am working on now. Instead, when people ask, I tell them I am a biker and no one wants to talk to me at all. Ha! Suits me just fine. Anyway...About me. I am an avid reader and consume books at an alarming rate. Alarming to my wife/accountant anyway. I have always been fascinated by how my favorite authors can paint vivid pictures in my mind with a few, well-chosen words. For as long as I can remember, I have attempted to emulate those authors. Short stories in school, really (really) bad poetry and, for several years, political and social commentary. I stopped writing for a couple of years until one day I was asked to critique a piece of short fiction. Somehow that critique reignited the desire to use my keyboard for something other than computer games. A week ago I started working on my first novel. I hope to find some insight here, perhaps a helping hand when, inevitably, I find myself adrift.