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M. Lorrox
Schmechnically, I’m a human, American, independent author and publisher. I like to say, though, that I’m a weird, sentient blob of independence, stubbornness, and creativity. Also, I like to think ...ver maisSchmechnically, I’m a human, American, independent author and publisher. I like to say, though, that I’m a weird, sentient blob of independence, stubbornness, and creativity. Also, I like to think that my story is like any good novel; full of mystery, suspense, drama, and comedy. Hopefully my story turns into a fine wine—instead of a stinky cheese. In any case, while I’m writing that book (as slowly as possible), here are some highlights so far:- I was raised in a barn in rural, upstate New York. It was cold. We had a wood-burning furnace that never worked well. I gained an early appreciation for sweaters.In junior high, I tried...and failed, to publish a book about dragon science. I still have the manuscript, and I’ll publish it someday.- In college, I made up some BS, (a self-designed Bachelor of Science degree, to be more specific), then I earned a MFA in story-telling. I learned Northern Shaolin Kung Fu and taught it for a while.- After college, I discovered I had problems with authority... And conformity... And bigotry... And misogyny... And etc., etc., etc. I tried to make small changes while still fitting in, then I gave up on fitting in altogether, and I started flipping tables like no tomorrow.- I bought a motorcycle and crashed it. Then I fixed it and kept riding. Hey, want to harden your nerves? Spend a couple years riding 25 miles a day, rain or shine, on Route 66 and the 495 Beltway of DC in rush hour. You’ll either be dead or a badass.- After gaining badass status, I wanted to postpone putting that last update on a gravestone, so I decided to move out of the busy DC area. Instead of renewing the lease on my apartment, I signed up for an awesome gym membership, moved my stuff into storage, and squatted in a DC warehouse for a few months. I worked out and showered daily at the gym, which required me to carry various bags around. Homeless people on my routes thought I was also homeless, and they would offer me advice. I always thanked them.- After six months of squatting shenanigans, I decided to push my luck in DC, and I signed a lease for an affordable apartment on the top floor of a building. The roof collapsed on me on Valentine’s Day. I took a selfie with the rubble on my head; I was pissed.- I now live in Durham, North Carolina, in a nice, warm house, under a brand-new roof that shouldn’t collapse, with my polyamorous family, our dogs, and our streaming services. I get plenty of exercise while fixing up my home, and when I’m not wearing my tool-belt, I enjoy riding my motorcycle to local coffee shops, very safely. Most importantly, though, I continue flipping tables like no tomorrow!If you’re active on social media, search for @MLorrox and you just might find me. I’d love to say hi!ver menos
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