I guess this is where I should make an earth-shattering introduction and regale all you fine people of Writing Forums with tales of chivalry and merriment, but I fear that belongs in a past decade, or century, or perhaps even millennium.
My name is Robert. Bob, if you must. Bobby, if you buy me a virtual whiskey (I'm also partial to non-virtual whiskeys).
Over the years, I've been in more timezones than a Rolex. I was born in England, in Reading, about as unprepossessing a place as you could imagine. But I left it behind forty-three years ago and have lived everywhere from China, to Ireland, and now reside in New York City (I'm told the locals hate it when people call it 'New York').
I've worked every job imaginable to put food on my family's plate: mechanic, janitor, teacher, lecturer, slaughterhouse worker, but I moved to America thirty years ago after meeting my wife on a holiday in Las Vegas (who said the House always wins?). She inspired me to chase my dream of becoming a lawyer. Today, I and two partners run a small office in the Bronx employing civil and patent lawyers. I don't get much time for court appearances these days, though, because I'm starting to wind down towards retirement.
But now that the kids are grown and have flown the nest, I've been thinking a lot about another dream of mine. I've always wanted to write a novel, and while I wrote two sub-par manuscripts in my twenties as a teacher, they're gathering dust in a corner of my parents' house in Reading. I haven't looked at them in almost forty years.
I have a lot of experience writing and proofing briefs for court, but while my technical expertise may be acceptable, I'm hoping to learn how to use words to entertain, intrigue, and otherwise evoke an emotional reaction from a reader.
I'm eager to begin learning exactly how to go about doing that, and I look forward to reading the works posted here to see how it should be done.
Thanks for reading.
Reply With Quote
Originally Posted by druid12000
Bookmarks