Terry Shoemaker - Information About Author
I suppose if I had a flair for self-promotion, I'd be president of something. But, I don't and I'm not. I have done a lot of things throughout my sixty-five years. I've been a soldier, a welder, a mechanic, a semi-skilled carpenter, a low-skilled skilled truck driver, a radar repairman, a maintenance electrician, and even an electrical trades instructor. Not once prior to turning sixty would I have ever even considered writing a book.
Remember that popular tool guy we all loved on TV? Well, I had a super-strong desire for super-powerful tools way before anyone had ever heard of him. It's a fact. Had my interest in spelling and vocabulary matched my lust for knowledge of very powerful power tools and how stuff works, I may have become a well-known author before turning thirteen.
From the day of my birth, it took exactly sixty years--to the day--before I felt an unexpected nudge telling me to become an author. Late in the evening on my sixtieth birthday, I was sitting alone wondering what in the world was I good for. I had just been hit by a drunk driver. The accident eventually cost my job. Due to too many back surgeries, my employer forced me to retire well before I had any desire to do so. As I sat there feeling sorry for myself, I began thinking of my childhood.
I remembered doing some pretty stupid, reckless stuff during the Christmas season. Remembering some of those things made me smile and even snicker. Then I began wondering, had I been among the rich and famous, wouldn't one or two of my Christmas memories have made great Christmas movie?
