| The
author grew up in Buffalo, New York. Left for California to study
filmmaking. Went on to Alaska and NYC... Many years later returning
home to take care of an aging mother after the father died. |
| At
the age of 5, the author was left for over a year in the paid
care of the child's Godfather. Being poor and living in cramped
conditions, the child slept in the same bed as the Godfather.
Angered by the child's bed-wetting, which soiled the Godfather
and woke him up each night, the man began a routine nightly ritual
of snapping the bedroom lights on, ripping the covers off the
sleeping child, and looming over the child with a large kitchen
knife, threatening castration, mutilation, cannibalism, if the
bed-wetting continued. The child wound up in a hospital, paralyzed
from the waist down. Doctors could not figure out the cause of
the paralysis. But, eventually, the child regained the power to
walk. The author continues to this day to regain the power to
walk through art. |
Author
1:
"I've heard of you. You're that writer who
actually puts a short history of his life in his bio
rather than a list of noteworthy credentials, awards
and achievements."
Author
2:
"Only because my achievement is that I'm still
alive. This alone is more memorable than any other credential
I have to make an impression on you.
"After
all, you have heard of me." |
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