I think I spent the first 30 years of my life daydreaming, creating strange and unlikely scenarios and playing what-if in my head. I managed to honorably get through the Navy as a medic and later went on to putting in 12 years as an RN. I followed that with several years buying and selling real estate in a tri-county area of Puget Sound, Washington. I can’t say I wasn’t happy but I will say I was unsettled. It seems that everything I’ve done has led me here.I was past the age of 40 when I had the urge to document the techniques I’d used as a real estate investor. That led to my first published book. I’d always been a storyteller but now I had stories to tell. And in between a long stint of writing nonfiction how-to books I’d steal time to work at my passion, writing fiction.So here I am. I can’t seem to stop writing. Story ideas come at me like bats in a 3-D movie theater. I almost literally have to duck sometimes as the ideas flow. I’ve got a notebook with dozens of well-developed ideas. Some of the books I’ve published sat dormant for many years. What a relief it’s been getting them out and having people enjoy them. I’m in it for the long haul now.I’m fond of stories that inspire people. But that doesn’t mean my work is fluffy or make me a starry eyed Pollyanna. Regardless of what a character in one of my stories might endure you can be sure he will learn something that makes a difference in his life. Either that or he’ll get his ass handed to him. Such is life, huh? www.charlessteed.com