I receive a lot of mail in the form of email, private messages, direct messages, snail mail, UPS, text messages, and Native American smoke signals. I wish I could answer each message, but there are only so many hours in the day.
So I am going to answer a few questions that have been sent in by people who are kind enough to take the time and write.
Q: What do you do when you’re not writing?
A: I like Major League Baseball. Also, beer.
Q: Choose one: Barbecue or fried chicken?
A: That’s not fair.
Q: When did you start writing?
A: When I was two. My mother taught me how to write my name. I drew a stick-figure horsey. But hey, Rome wasn’t built in a day.
Q: Sean, do you get some kind of satisfaction by putting yourself down? I’ve read your work for two years and I’m sorry, but you’re too @&$!ing self-critical. Come on man, grow a pair and quit criticizing yourself!
A: Thank you
for your criticism.
Q: Would it be possible to ever meet your dogs in person? I love dogs.
A: If my dogs would ever stop running at speeds upwards of 129 miles per hour then, theoretically, yes, it would be possible to meet them. One day, I hope to meet them myself.
Q: I detect a tone of melancholy in all your writing, especially when you refer to the childhood loss of your father, you talk about that a lot, will you ever move on from this subject?
A: I sincerely hope you never lose anyone to suicide. It is hard to forget.
Q: Are you a night person or a morning person?
A: I am writing this at 11:27 P.M.
Q: Sometimes you write about how you doubt your abilities as a writer, and whenever I read this I tell…