My name is Mike Bodak. A few years ago. I had a stroke and three brain surgeries. At 47 years old I live in Southern California.
I barely survived. My third (and hopefully final) brain surgery had a 5 percent chance of survival. A subdural hematoma.
So as I recovered, I joined the traumatic brain injury crowd. You don't want to be there.
But as I made it through some very black days, I pushed myself to read again. It hurt my head. As I began to write I noticed more and more people failing around me. Failing to get better.
Others around me in the TBI world failed to make it. Suicides are not uncommon. All this chronic pain, you just want relief. Which you largely cannot have.
I got new glasses, anything to just keep trying.
And then I began to write. I always wanted to write. So I started and did it.
I hope your still with me.
It was a lot harder than I thought it would be. But I did it. I sent both my books to copyright.
One is a non fiction anything but basic autobiography about me.
While writing this non fiction book I found I had to write some horror fiction. But I was determined not to let the two mix. I wanted my fiction separate.
So I wrote a short horror collection too.
I have been reading others fantastic works my entire life.
So I am living through both a nightmare and something else. Both painful and wonderful.
I am being candid because I think I am in the right place now.
I need your help. I think I need an Agent.
I need some help on that front. Please. My responses to what I have written is beyond my highest expectations.
Both books have been sent to copyright. Even though my nausea is a level ten every day except when I sleep I was able to write these things.
I think I need an agent but I may just need a really good mentor. Or more than one. Both probably.
Again I think I'm in the right place now. Or the best place. This forum...
Excited To Be Here and Your Help Is Needed!
Also, I have no filter for the most part.
I barely survived. My third (and hopefully final) brain surgery had a 5 percent chance of survival. A subdural hematoma.
So as I recovered, I joined the traumatic brain injury crowd. You don't want to be there.
But as I made it through some very black days, I pushed myself to read again. It hurt my head. As I began to write I noticed more and more people failing around me. Failing to get better.
Others around me in the TBI world failed to make it. Suicides are not uncommon. All this chronic pain, you just want relief. Which you largely cannot have.
I got new glasses, anything to just keep trying.
And then I began to write. I always wanted to write. So I started and did it.
I hope your still with me.
It was a lot harder than I thought it would be. But I did it. I sent both my books to copyright.
One is a non fiction anything but basic autobiography about me.
While writing this non fiction book I found I had to write some horror fiction. But I was determined not to let the two mix. I wanted my fiction separate.
So I wrote a short horror collection too.
I have been reading others fantastic works my entire life.
So I am living through both a nightmare and something else. Both painful and wonderful.
I am being candid because I think I am in the right place now.
I need your help. I think I need an Agent.
I need some help on that front. Please. My responses to what I have written is beyond my highest expectations.
Both books have been sent to copyright. Even though my nausea is a level ten every day except when I sleep I was able to write these things.
I think I need an agent but I may just need a really good mentor. Or more than one. Both probably.
Again I think I'm in the right place now. Or the best place. This forum...
Excited To Be Here and Your Help Is Needed!
Also, I have no filter for the most part.