My formative 5 years of life were in remote Canadian logging camps in Western Canada—some accessible only by boat or plane—where my parents worked as a logger (Dad) and a first aid attendant (My Little Mom: MLM). (Note: Genes passed down by Danish loggers and Mexican first aid attendants must not be underestimated.)

With only lumberjacks, grizzly bears and trees for company, I was a shy child. The sheltered childhood is, in itself, enough to justify the nuttiness in my noggin, but then I grew up and went into (insert scary music): real estate sales.

After 20 successful years in real estate and at the top of my career but with little savings, I did what any responsibly logical person would do: I had a not-quite-mid Life Crisis and ran away to Seattle to be a writer...under a secret alias name. Naturally!

And that's where I rewrote my life.

My Purpose: Entertain! Inspire! Be happy, damn it... (Free hugs.)