<p>Born in 1958, Andrew Havens grew up in a small town in a sparsely populated county in Western New York. From early essays on bloodthirsty kittens to discourses on political maniacs, he’s found something to write about since he first learned to hold a pencil at about age twelve. After being tossed out of school with an Associates Degree in Business Administration in hand, he managed to find gainful employment bouncing between sales, writing, and information technology, sometimes juggling all three at once. There seems to be an ongoing debate as to whether his sales skills enabled him to land writing gigs or his writing skills landed him the sales jobs. Some suspect dumb luck had a part to play in all of it. After acquiring his life insurance license in 2013, he worked off and on in that industry until deciding to go “all in” in 2020. While his efforts were less than stellar, he learned enough about the slimy underside of the business to go through with this threat to reveal all. Either that or he simply decided to share some insights he’d gained deserving the light of day. Since then he’s been holed up in his rural Virginia writing cave devising devious plans to publish his first novel.</p>
