Adrian Day

I have been writing almost as long as I have been able to read. I discovered the magic of words the summer before I started to school, when my mother enrolled me in her special reading crash course. That amounted to forcing me to sit with her every day with the same book until I could read it by myself, in its entirety. I was miserable until the day I successfully mastered it. From then on, I read everything I could get my hands on. Then I discovered I could put words together and write my own stories. I grew into an artist with his hands in many pies, but ultimately my first love and strength has been that of the wordsmith. I dreamed of being the James Thurber of the rock 'n' roll generation. Ultimately, I just became Adrian Day, and what I write is my own quirky brand of writing that tends to straddle numerous genres and still get home in time for supper. I have numerous projects soon to be released, others in the midst of being written and still more yet waiting as paper bullets in the brain, aiming to be fired. Always in my work is a bit of humor, but my intent is dead-serious.