T.A. Dickerson

T.A. Dickerson


Born and raised in a small town near a medium sized city in western New York, (nowhere near NY City).

I did well at High School, and wanted to go to college, but realized in time I was completely unprepared financially. I worked a couple of small jobs before getting the call from a major local employer, and started out feeling set for life as a working man.

As an avid reader I read a lot of the Sci-Fi greats (or at least good) of the day, and started thinking outside my worldview. I joined the Army out of a sense of duty, and they gave you those cool field jackets back then, so it was a lock for me.

I saw the great states of Massachusetts, Texas, and two years in Germany. The trip to Germany was a lifetime memory for me, for all the beautiful things I got to see, the places I got to travel to in Europe, and for the mad-cow beef they fed us that keeps me from being able to donate blood still, and for the indefinite future.

I returned to the corporate blue collar treadmill, where I have moved between a few different types of industries, some changes actually being voluntary, even in the middle of the big economic slumps that were hitting the whole country for a while.

It wasn’t until I picked Michael’s book for my Kindle Unlimited subscription that I felt excited enough to want to write again. I had wanted to be a writer since early childhood, and I did really well with my submissions in school, but I didn’t see myself making a living at it, so I went for practical instead of the dream.

Now I’m trying to make up for all the years I let the dream slide, and it’s harder than it looks, but even with setbacks I love it, and I’m hoping to add something to the Kurtherian Universe, most likely the Age of Expansion.

We asked the Author:

What is your favorite word? Success

What is your least favorite word? Recalculating

What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally? Unexpected acts of kindness

What turns you off? Being ignored

What is your favorite curse word? Turd waffle or fuckstick, depends on the occasion.

What sound or noise do you love? Silence (no talking or music, etc…, just background)

What sound or noise do you hate? Alarm clocks

What profession other than your own would you like to attempt? Blacksmithing, armorer

What profession would you not like to do? Shit shoveling

If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates? “Alright! Now it’s a Party!”