Neal was born and raised in Tacoma, Washington. He attended college at Western Washington University, pursuing a course in secondary education before being drummed out of the program and forced back to his one true love, the written word. It’s a long story. An administrator went bonkers and he wasn’t much interested in teaching anyway.
Don’t worry about it.
By this time he had written three novels, but hadn’t yet learned his lesson, and proceeded to continue writing novels for the next fifteen years. Some are quite good. Others are not. The more recent ones are worth damns.
As he did this, he wrote a number of comic books, ultimately settling on about the thirty-fifth and thirty-sixth for proper publication. There were times, many times, when his work was accepted by publishers, and then those publishers closed, so most of the time, he works for himself. This is good. It keeps him hungry. It makes the work better. That’s what he tells himself, anyway. It would be nice to have some scratch, though, he often thinks.
In the middle of all of that, to pay the bills, he delivered papers, bussed tables, hosted, waited tables, cooked, worked construction, did day labor, was a caregiver, and took work as a handyman. When he was a construction worker he built houses, which is kind of cool, but unfortunately most of his clients when he was a caregiver have since died. It wasn’t his fault. Honest.
Truth be told, you work with old people long enough, you WANT to choke them, but that’s illegal, dig? So he didn’t. He put that energy into noodling tense in biographies, virtually obliterating his chances of being taken seriously. Fortunately, he knows that people reading his biography are also the cool kind of people who support his work. Also, you got this far without stopping, so things are probably cool. Does that make this a codependent relationship? We should talk.
Presently when he is not punching keys he is a personal assistant.
He was represented by a reputable agent for a good long time, but is presently seeking new representation. Are you an agent? Do you want a crazy, dedicated, hard working and hungry writer? Let’s kick some ass. Neal Bailey is a closer. He gets coffee.
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