Well...I was born on a small farm in Bonn, Germany. We didn't have much as a family, but we made the best out of what we had. Heinrich, my fader, would tell my sisters and me stories at night in the glow of our fireplace. They were stories I can't recall now because I've totally forgotten my native tongue. I do remember his excessive use of hand gestures in the dim light. Well, when I turned 18 I decided to go to America. The trip was a long one since I had to barter my way to Spain and stoyaway on a cargo ship. Once I got to America, North Carolina to be exact, I had to pick-up the language quickly. How I did it was by this talking parrot named Goldie. She taught me three words that helped me understand the vocabulary and grammar of English. Anyway, I sneaked my way into a family that had 14 kids. The parents just thought I was another. They called me Matt, which is the name I go by now. So I learned a trade in a local factory building electrical compartments. Though I yearned to do more with myself. I started to write in the damp basement of my adopted parents house. I finished my first novel and got it published. It doesn't make too much money since it was published by a small press, but it brings in a little extra dough. That is basically what brings me to now. I still assemble and write. Oh, I can't leave this out. My true parents in Germany have become part of a family band known as, "Weiner Shnitzel." That's that.Seriously, though, if you're interested in finding out the real me, just send me a message. Or you can e-mail me at: [email protected]
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