I really loved creating stories and writing when I was a kid. Having grown up in a Hispanic family, in a Hispanic neighborhood, my grasp of the English grammar was very poor. Good English seemed out of reach for me, forever. My mother never spoke a word of English.
I loved to create, so I got into electronics, building little circuits from parts I found in discarded television sets. I eventually majored in electrical engineering. IC chips were on the horizon, and it seemed like a great career choice. But the engineering curriculum does not provide an opportunity for excelling in English and grammar
I wrote novels and screenplays out of enjoyment into my twenties, honing my writing skills and grammar as I continued working, but just mostly shelved them.
Eventually, hardware went overseas, and software development gained prominence. I adapted, finding myself niches, and having worked on complex event processing platforms, found myself on the NYSE, venturing into equities. But I continued to be an engineer after my capitalization on Wall Street.
I am thrilled with my life and have no complaints, and now in my later years after a successful life I feel blessed I can dust my writings off, brush them up, and get them out there.
I feel further blessed that I have a beautiful and loving wife, a loving and supportive son, now a lawyer, who still looks up to me, and two beautiful, successful, and intelligent step-daughters, one a shrewd businesswoman and the other an amazing artist, who I think the world of, and am very proud of.