I have a checkered past in large cities on three continents. I started as a newshound with or without a camera, but dissatisfaction with the modern corporate model of the making-a-living hassle drove me to escape to my present grounds where I have survived in various occupations, mostly on or near the saltwater or at various landscaping sites.  At this time I reside in a fairly remote village, almost in the woods but close enough to a dead end road to suffer the visual injury of power lines and the passage of an occasional vehicle.  It could be worse.
I am not a writer, just a storyteller with a liking for works of dystopian fiction.