Thomas Fenske was born and raised in Texas but he has been living in a self-imposed exile in North Carolina for many years.
His Native-Texan roots run deep. He's braved long stretches of endless Texas highways in search of the best Chicken-Fried Steak, Chili, Texas BBQ, and Tex-Mex food.
He's hiked West Texas mountains, canoed rapids on the Guadalupe River, and rafted the Rio Grande.
He’s suffered through waves of mosquitoes in The Big Thicket, endured hurricanes, shivered through ice storms, battled hail, wind, floods, and blistered in the heat of the long Texas summers.
Once he even rode across a fair-sized piece of ranch land looking for a lost "little dogie" ... how many Texans can say they did that?
He attended the University of Houston, but managed to miss their famed creative writing program ... it came into being shortly after he graduated.
Why did he leave the Lone Star State? He often asks himself that very question. Actually, it was following a better job to provide for his family, and sadly, once he got stuck doing that -- well, shucks.
He and his lovely wife of thirty-plus years currently share their home with ten cats. Somehow, he still manages to write amidst the chaos.