About Ward Weatherford

I did have a list here of previous work havens, old school haunts, and bad girlfriends. Ha! I made that one up. I didn’t have any bad girlfriends. Well, there was this one. Uh, never mind. I decided to remove the bullet list of super awesomeness and replace it with my Q&A.

I recently read a blog About page posing self-made questions to answer. They seemed easy enough. Softball questions really. Like: Who am I? What do I like to do? Who are my favorite who-e-dos? OK, those questions are not all that hard to answer and I doubt that you really are all that interested in my answers. I look back on my writing classes in school (way-back machine activated) and you should answer the following questions in any article: Who, What, Why, Where, and How. Here are some harder questions that I am sure you are totally interested in:

Who makes sure you don’t screw it up?

Easy there, killer. Writers are a little bit like superheroes, benevolent humans with super powers. But, I don’t think that even the worst writer can screw it up any worse than any other writer. I mean there are some really bad things written and floating out there in the world. You don’t have to placate to any agent, publishing house, or your mom. You can write what you want, how you want. That certainly doesn’t mean you can’t screw it up. It is actually a pretty terrifying thing. THE THING that holds me and probably a lot of other writers back. The fear of screwing it up.

Luckily, for me not writing is beginning to be scarier than not writing well. I still go back and edit while drafting more than I should. I am getting there.

What is your secret identity?

This is a hard one. I mean what superhero just goes around spilling the beans about his day/night job? Tony Stark, I guess. But, I am not a gazillionaire playboy that is also a genius scientist crafting flying bodysuits that shoot at you. No, I am a writer. There, I said it. That makes it real. My secret identity is now blown. I guess I can stop wearing that cape around the house.

Where is your secret lair?

I suppose that all superheroes have their lair containing all of their crafty inventions, awesome dirt bikes, and random critters. Is mine stuck in some moldy cave with bats? Atop a tall building with my name in lights? Nope, a single story ranch over a basement. I don’t even have a dirt bike.

Why would you be a writer?

Mostly because I cannot shoot a red-hot beam of light through my eyes, leap over tall buildings, or lift heavy objects. I once tried to get a cat out of a tree. I fell, quite ungracefully, out of the tree and watched the stupid cat climb its way down. Writing seems easier than that.

How did you decide to make writing a job?

I have told stories since I can remember. Reading. Writing silly things for comments in my code when I programmed. It has been in the back of my mind to do for a long time. Now seems like the best time to start. What are you gonna do about it?

If you would like to contact me, you can via any of the methods you see fit here: Contact Me. You can ask me more questions or just send me money. I like them both.