Many people grapple with what they want to be in life their whole lives. I’m privileged enough to have always known I wanted to be a writer. Write what? Who knows. I loved books. I loved reading. I felt the best way I could communicate was via written words.

At a young age I found myself drawn to the interplay of words and how much their use varied from person to person. I discovered books by guys like Tolkien, Herbert, Melvill, Dickins, and plenty of young stuff like those Paulsen survival novels.

I read em all and you know what? The reason I wanted to write?

Not a single one of these books had any mention of Judas Priest.

I remember saying to myself, in my one bedroom apartment, here in Nashville. No mention of Judas Priest. I have to write new books that mention them to rectify this. This is my goal.

I cried for weeks.