Mark Lewis is a clean, upstanding citizen with nothing but the best of
intentions. He’s got everything together. He’s got nothing to hide. He’s just like you.
Why would you doubt that?
He’s a straight-shooter, a real go-getter, a man’s man, and a woman’s man, a man’s woman, and a woman’s woman.
“Gender don’t mean nothing to no worm,” Lewis often says with a laugh, to great annoyance.
He’s written for over 20 years, though – just like his guitar playing – you’d never know it, and he’s fancied himself a ‘writer’ for 15, working 10 of the past 12 years as a real, honest-to-goodness newspaper man, and another two on a Web-mostly sports writing operation, LocalSportsJournal.com.
It’s what he can be found doing most nights.
By day, Mr. Lewis works as a Virtual Assistant/Client Satisfier at a kickass firm called LongerDays.com, located, AMAZINGLY, in the downtown of his youth, Muskegon, MI.
He has a wife and three children, but that’s all Lewis wants you to know about his family. Beat it, weirdo.
Writing-wise, Lewis has never been too hard on himself; he gave himself until the age of 50 to write something “of any real consequence.” So basically, all you are going to read here is the scribblings of a pre-writing legend, one with a voice soon to be familiar, but not yet having grasped the true flow of his method.
^See^
Enjoy!
Lewis can be reached here – thefleetfootedphilosopher@gmail.com .