More About the Author
Terry Sprouse started his fixer upper and rental house business following the attacks on the World Trade Center in 2001. His job was becoming increasingly uncertain as the economy spiraled downward, and he decided to start his own business to provide a cushion of economic security.
After learning the ropes, he decided to write a "how-to" book about his experiences to others help get started in the same business. The book is entitled, "Fix em Up, Rent em Out." It was an award-winning finalist in the 2008 National Best Book Awards (USA Book News).
Along with his wife, Angy, and sons, Jason and Bryan (affectionately known as "I want" and "buy me,"), he continues to buy houses, repair them, and rent them out. He also shares his knowledge by teaching classes, appearing as a guest on radio shows, and speaking to groups and at conferences.
Terry's second book is "Carve Out Your Niche: How to Live Your Passion, Write your Book, & Help Others Change Their World." This book describes the techniques that he learned to write, self-publish, and promote his popular first book. Terry describes how to create a living by relying on your ingenuity and wit, and avoid being tethered to a 9-5:00 job.
Midwest Book Review called Carve Out Your Niche "invaluable for anyone seeking to successfully write, publish, and market their own work."
"Carve Out Your Niche" was an award-winning finalist in the 2011 National Best Book Awards (USA Book News).
Terry and Angy joined forces to pen "Turn Your Home Into a Rental House, Instead of Selling It!" It was named the winner of the 2013 USA Best Book Awards: Real Estate Category.
Terry's most recent book is "How Abraham Lincoln Used Stories to Touch Hearts, Minds, and Funny Bones." The book is the culmination of his life long interest in the Jedi Master of storytelling, and 16th President of the United States.
In another life, Terry was a Peace Corps Volunteer in Honduras, where he worked as a teacher trainer in rural schools, and started school chicken projects. In Honduras, he was widely referred to, in hushed tones, as "the king of the chickens."