Pilot school never really took off me. After a year of flying Cessnas, I put my feet firmly on the ground and began studying Business Administration. A year later I was an Economics major. Then came Political Science.
After attending three schools over five years, I finally left college with two degrees (Economics and Political Science) but had no idea what to do with them. That led to the University of Illinois’ Graduate School of Journalism.
And there I was, at the age of 23, learning, just like they presumably had, how to be a journalist.
From there I went to work for two years as a $200-a-week cub reporter at the Martinez News-Gazette in Martinez, California. Eventually I graduated to become a $300-a-week reporter at the Union-Democrat in Sonora, California. That job lasted all of seven months before I packed my bags and returned home, to Chicago’s south suburbs, without a job.
Soon thereafter I began working as a stringer for The Times of Northwest Indiana. There, I started covering the courthouse beat, a gig that would ultimately inspire me to take the Law School Admissions Test (LSAT) and apply to law schools.
At the age of 29, I was back in school, a first-year law student at Northern Illinois University’s College of Law. I graduated with a law degree in 1994 and then went back to work at The Times, initially as a freelancer but eventually as a full-time staff writer covering the courts and municipal government. During that time, stories I wrote with Michele Kurtz about a series of unsolved crimes in the small town of Glenwood, Illinois received honorable mention in the Illinois Press Association’s annual statewide newspaper contest.
In 1995, I took the job I have today, an attorney with the Social Security Administration’s disability appeals branch. A few years later I began writing my first fiction manuscript, which would eventually turn into my first published novel, Lost in the Ivy.
In January 2005, I started this online journal, which features book news as well as stories about the writing process behind the book and an occasional diversion into the trials and tribulations of raising a toddler at age 43. My writings on child-rearing -- which I call Dad Libs -- now are also featured on SanityCentral, a parental humor website.