Long, long ago and far, far away in a galaxy named Montana, young Paul was born. It was cold. Doctor Ole spanked him and said: “Dis vun is a keeper, yah. Ve vill teach him to eat lutefisk.” Paul cried. He grew up surrounded by unspoiled natural beauty and communed with all manner of flora and fauna. It was still cold.
Eons of time later he loaded the family star-cruiser and voyaged to the remote galaxy of Florida. Paul was no longer cold but a strange new sensation was disturbing his senses, actually causing water to flow from his skin. It was uncomfortable. Alien species of flora and fauna overwhelmed him, including six-legged, fast-running, giant cockroaches that could fly. Paul was afraid and began to write stories to control his emotions. It helped a little bit.
More eons passed and Paul engaged the rusting star-cruiser once more, warping to the dwarf galaxy of North Carolina. The mountains were cool – not cold. Water still flowed from his skin but now in small, immeasurable amounts. Paul was just right – he wasn’t afraid anymore. Some friendly cats offered him a place to live if he would take care of them and pay all their expenses. They even said he could write books but only if he included them as main characters. Paul was overjoyed. He and his family now had a home and he didn’t have to eat lutefisk. Learn more about Paul by visiting his website. Continue reading “Featured Author: Paul Schofield”
