I’ve been writing for quite a while. It started in 1962. I was a senior in high school, and I was a finalist for the Junior Achievement scholarship. The award ceremony, where they would announce the winner, was held at the Hotel DuPont, in my hometown of Wilmington, Delaware.
I didn’t win the scholarship – I came in second place. After the ceremony, dejected, I stopped by the small magazine shop in the hotel lobby, and came upon two magazines: The Writer and Writers Digest. I bought both magazines, and decided I wanted to be a writer. Okay, AND fighter pilot, AND airline pilot. The problem with me is that I always wished I could clone myself and do all the things I wanted to do, at the same time.
I achieved my dream and got to be a fighter pilot and, later, an airline pilot. And, of course, I became a writer. Always nonfiction, mostly how-to articles and chronicles. A couple of books in the This Is Your Captain Speaking series. Never fiction.
Until now. I think my hesitation to write a novel was my fear of dialog. It seemed so daunting. But a friend wrote an excellent book, and chronicled his journey along the way, and I thought, “I really ought to give that a try.” I’d had a story ruminating around in my mind for almost forty-five years, and it was itching to get out.
I sat down and started typing. I created a few characters, and then an amazing thing happened. The characters took on lives of their own. They said things I had never planned on them saying, and they did things I never expected. They went rogue. And I never had to come up with dialog. My characters just started talking.
The book, Hamfist Over The Trail, is available for download now. Please give it a try, while it’s still at an unbelievably low introductory price. And let me know what you think of it. And please write an honest review on the Amazon site.
If you don’t like the language the characters use, don’t blame me – it’s them talking!
And standby for the next book, a continuation of Hamfist Hancock’s adventures.