Who is this guy?
When I signed on with Del Rey, they asked me for a biography. Unfortunately, my biography is so unbearably dull that, instead of providing one, I gave them a list of things that didn’t kill me.[1]
- A tumble down a flight of stairs onto a concrete basement floor when I was five
- Beatings by nuns in elementary school
- Beatings by junior high public school kids
- Daisy’s green dock light of hope
- A combination of a good friend, a sports van and several six-packs
- An avalanche of beers and bong hits beyond that
- A Separate Peace
- Years as a fan of ’70′s and ’80′s heavy metal
- Ten months living on a couch in a friend’s Seattle apartment
- Seven years picking up dirty towels and flushing urinals at a gym
- Four exceedingly gentle attempts by my then-girlfriend, now-wife to break up with me
- That guy in the Volvo who turned in front of me, nearly snagging my front bicycle tire on his rear bumper
- A long string of menial jobs answering phones, filing and making copies.
- My son (so far)
- Deadlines
- This book (whichever it happens to be)
[1] For values of “kill” that include ruining my life or making me miserable.
If you need to contact me, email me at harryconnolly at sff dot net.
