When he's not busy raising four children (one biological son and three brilliantly adopted daughters), building a house, baking doughnuts, or playing the trumpet for no logical reason beyond “because it’s difficult,” the author occasionally writes novels. He has greeted hotel guests with grace, endured construction projects with mild panic, and believes deeply — even stubbornly — that everyone is human, including the people who don’t like doughnuts. Writing is one of his passions, mostly because there are just too many voices in his head to ignore. This is his first published book, though several others are currently fighting for space in his imagination and possibly in his attic.