Are you kidding? No, my desk is never that neat. That lady at the top of the page keeps messing it up.
Anyway, if you’ve followed me down this page this far, in all seriousness, thank you. Time is a valuable commodity these days, and I appreciate yours.
Reading a book is a commitment of time. I know what you expect to get back out of it is entertainment, escape, and most importantly excitement.
You probably came to this page to learn a little about me before you committed to enjoying one of my books. I hope that I’ve helped you do that. My commitment to you is to entertain and excite you to the best of my ability as an author.
There is a hint of truth—probably more than that—in everything I said above. I pour myself into writing, because I love it. But also because I have to. Because I have finally figured out that in my soul, I’m a storyteller—I tell tall tales. And for the opportunity to do that, I am grateful.
Yeah, that’s me. Not quite as cool as all those pictures up above. But that’s why I put it down here. Because this isn’t about me. It’s about me … being grateful.
I am grateful for many things that allow me to write for a living—my supportive wife, my awesome kids, my fabulous editor and the friends and colleagues who support me. But most of all, I am grateful for each and every one of you, every single time you purchase, read, or review one of my books. Without you, I am simply keeping a very time-consuming diary. A totally awesome one, but a diary nonetheless.
Now, if you’re ready to join heroes and villains, and lost souls and redeemed sinners, and killers and cutthroats galore … then step into my parlor little fly, and let’s light this firecracker!