Sam F. Park. Writer. Artist. A hornswoggled comedian, an unknowing raconteur and well-known fibber.

I have always dreamed stories while awake or asleep. Now I am writing those dreams for myself and hopefully, dear reader, for your benefit because the honest truth is, I could never stop putting the words down on the page.

I escaped to Los Angeles in 1985 and worked in film and any job that paid while writing screenplays that got me into Hollywood offices where people praised the writing while asking, “But, what else ya’ got?” Never a yes to the lauded scripts, just a bunch of no, no, noes. I never got into an office with a magical person who could say yes.

So, here we are now with me writing books. I hope you like them and let me know what you think. Please drop a review on the bookseller sites if I’ve managed to pass on some of the joy I feel with the writing and whatever passes as my storytelling that resonates with you. Thanks. — Your pal, Uncle Sam.