I live in Northern VA and have lived in the D.C. suburbs for most of my life.
I have a terrific wife and two terrific kids. And a house. And a yard. And no pets, unless you count the deer (and other critters) who live in the woods behind us.
I try to keep in shape (run, walk, yoga, swim) and eat healthy (cake is a health food, right?). I watch TV (too much) and read in my spare time.
I write fiction.
Like I said, I’m a simple man.
Frankly, most people would consider my life as a simple man to be kinda boring (I do too, but I like it that way). Here are seven “interesting” things that happened to me, except one isn’t true. Can you spot the fib?
1) Met Poppa John at a local pizza store, and he comped me two pizzas.
2) Caught a 180-pound shark on a deep-sea fishing trip. When we cut it open, there was another shark inside it.
3) Made three emergency airplane landings, complete with fire engines barreling alongside the plane on the runway.
4) Was a contestant on the Disney theme park-version of Who Wants to be a Millionaire? Got eliminated on the $64,000 question. For my efforts, I got a nice golf shirt and baseball cap.
5) Appeared on Nightline as a person-in-the-street interview.
6) Learned to stack washing machines three high with a forklift (in a warehouse).
7) After my first book came out, I was part of an advertising campaign for The Writer’s Center, where ads with my picture appeared on Metrobuses (inside) and on a subway platform.
(Next week, in Hello, I’m Alan, Part II, I’ll relate why/how I became a writer. Talk about exciting!!)