Jack William Finley was picked from a Northern Indiana Pumpkin Patch in October of 1967 by a middle-aged catholic couple who were too embarrassed to return him when he turned out to be a boy and not, after all a pumpkin. At an impressionable age he read Dracula and the Sherlock Holmes stories and far more "true crime" magazines than was in anyone's best interest. In High School he was lured by wicked artistic gypsies into the cult of Dungeons and Dragons and exposed to The Rock Horror Picture Show and the Hitchhikers Guide to the galaxy, both in the same weekend. At which point, all hope of his becoming a sane, productive member of polite society was lost forever.He cooked and delivered pizza, stocked shelves at various places, worked as an actor, a photographer, a stunt man, a short order cook, washed cars professionally, helped build computer hard drives, assembled ball bearings, drove a forklift, and was a telemarketer for less than a day, before the civilian world tossed him to the US Army, where he worked as a 45B Small Arms/Artillery Repairman until they tossed him back two years later. In 2009 he became a proud graduate of the Borderland Press Writers Boot Camp which he enthusiastically recommends to anyone serious about writing stories for money, or just wants to be a lot better at it.He has lived in Indiana, California, Arizona, South Carolina, Maryland, Germany and currently Indianapolis, In. where he writes Poetry for MoonDream Press, Copper Dog Publishing and stories for Presided Press and Iron Clad Press, which he hopes will entertain people and make him fabulously wealthy without the troublesome bother of making him famous. Would-be stalkers may to apply at Facebook and Twitter.