A very, “very” Short Bio!
It all started in my sophomore year, the same year I fibbed (lied) about my age and joined the Arizona National Guard and became a 4.2 inch mortar gunner, that's when I decided I wanted to become a writer (and live on an island in the Pacific surrounded by pretty girls) so I signed up for typing class, which was nixed immediately by my school counselor mumbling something about not turning me loose in a class full of girls; however a few years later the Navy took a different view, and I was told that I had to learn Code, which included typing, or be transferred to an oiler out of Adak Alaska, needless to say I learned to type and take code in a hurry.
Following my discharge four years later, I bought myself a Smith & Corona typewriter, and started taking every writing course I could find, including taking English 29 three times trying to drill basic grammar into my head.
This was followed by years of wine, women, song and writing, which culminated with my becoming a single parent of a four-year-old little boy after his mother rekindled her singing career and left. I was still dedicated to writing, only now I had a computer with the latest state-of-the-art five and a quarter inch floppy disk technology. I was also dedicated and devoted to raising my son which included, among other things, swimming lessons, guitar lessons, bike racing, camping, fishing, chess, and most important of all, at least to him, karate lessons. Life was good!
Then in 1985, shortly after my son turned fourteen, I found my best friend and blood brother by choice, we mixed our blood in the second grade, lying on his living room floor dead of a massive heart attack. I buried him on July 5th and buried my son next to him on October 23rd of the same year, followed by the loss of my job due to downsizing. If you’re interested in the nitty-gritty details of how I survived, you can read “My Mother’s Prayers” which is a compilation of twenty-three times during my life when I was specifically blessed by the Lord, including the darker times just mentioned.
Following my son’s death, I literally gave up everything including writing. I donated my computer to the church, and trashed everything I had written up to that point and concentrated on work, survival, and being in church whenever the doors were open. This was my life for the next six years.
During that sixth year, somewhat to my surprise, the Lord gave me two gifts. The first was an over powering desire to write again. This desire to write was followed almost immediately by meeting and falling in love with my future wife, an exceptionally beautiful girl who taught Sunday school at the church I was attending. We were married shortly thereafter out in front of the church under a beautiful harvest moon. She, of course, was my second gift.
Next year will mark our twenty-fifth year together, and she is directly responsible for the books I have written as it was her loyalty and commitment to me that allowed me to write them, not to mention that she listened to every chapter as I envisioned it, then edited it after it was written. Her only fault, if she has one, is her addiction to red ink. Some of my pages of sterling prose bled so badly that they needed a proper funeral before being formally cremated.
As you can see, book #7 finishes the series that I have been effectively writing for the last quarter of a century, or over a half of a century if you include study and learning time, and it is my prayer that you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them.
As for future stories, I don’t know, but ultimately the Lord is in control so only time will tell, and if you enjoyed my stories, please write a review and tell a friend.
Your friend and author,
Steven A. Vaughn
P.S. Just a little last minute update, it looks like I'll be writing another book after all called "The Missing Link Church". I have the cover designed and the Lord has already given me the first two chapters, all I have to do now is write them.
P.S.P.S.(Wonder how many P.S.'s one can have?) Not only wrote "The Missing Link Church", but a follow up story called "We Cannot Afford!" about artificial intelligence, one that I think you'll also enjoy.