When Mamie Jo Hill was a young virgin, a doctor assured her she could never get pregnant. After seeing her firstborn son, she wished he’d been right. Little Michael was dumb as a brick, and he had a face that could sink 1000 ships, a face that could make a freight train take a dirt road. A quick peek at http://www.michaeledits.com/ will establish that, unlike a fine wine, I have not improved with age.
As I got older, I learned to compensate for my lack of ability by BSing my way through life. 1982 WHO’S WHO IN AMERICAN WRITING. Four books published in 2002, one in 2004, another in 2005. Three EPPIE finalists. Won some Reviewer’s Choice Awards at Sime~Gen. One of WRITERS DIGEST’s Top 101 Websites For Writers. And all without a lick of talent.
Now I teach English in China, where I can BS to my heart’s content.
But I’m not all bad. My cat really loves me. My wife loves me too, but she doesn’t know any better because she’s Australian.
{Update: We moved to Thailand in 2006 and I quit teaching, but I still BS to my heart’s content.}