I grew up on a farm in South Georgia, near Jay Bird Springs. I
quickly became my father's shadow, as I followed him everywhere he
went. By the time I was eight years old, I could out-work most
grown men. This won me praise from my parents, but only disdain
from my older siblings. On long, lonely summer nights, with no
homework to occupy my time, and with poor television reception, I
fought the isolation I felt by writing stories. I mostly wrote
about local events, but after studying Georgia's involvement in the
Civil War, in the fifth grade, I wrote a complete manuscript about
a young couple who accidentally dig up the long, lost Confederate
gold shipment, a story that becomes an international incident.
Then, I wrote a manuscript about political corruption in the Deep
South and the pain and suffering inflicted on innocent,
hard-working families. Then, I wrote about a country boy separated
from the love of his life by the young lady's evil, uppity mother.
He becomes a race car driver and through an exciting chain of
events is reunited with his heart's desire. I also wrote a
manuscript about a very smart, but lonely young man who becomes
deeply involved in the NASA spy satellite program. Orphaned shortly
after birth, his loneliness ends at the age of thirty when he
marries a beautiful, young lady who he believes is a foreign trade
student. Unfortunately, only days before their first child is to be
born, he is informed by the CIA that she is actually a spy and that
his life is in danger. He is suddenly forced to commit a horrible
act to save his unborn child. In high school I was encouraged by a
wonderful teacher, Miss Barbara Ann Davidson, to become a writer.
After graduation from high school, I worked full-time while going
to college and continued to help my parents with their farm. When I
was twenty-one, I started my own business and a few years later, I
married Brenda, and we started a family. It was many years later
when I was reunited with my high school teacher that I promised her
on her death bed that I would make a diligent effort to become a
writer. We started mailing manuscripts to publishers, movie
companies, and even to NASCAR. I was told my stories were very
interesting and exciting, but because I was an everyday nobody,
they weren't willing to help me. I was very disappointed, so I
decided to self-publish some of my stories. I believe the average
person is very important. We made this country great and it's our
sons and daughters who risk their lives to protect us and we should
never accept the label, everyday nobody I am pleading for the
everyday, very essential people, for your help to prove to the
elitist that they are wrong. I pledge to you that I will never
stoop to using the F-word or God's name in vain to take the place
of hard work and true integrity Thank you very much. Gary C. Brown
If you like my stories, please tell others
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