Daniel Endicott has been making up stories since he was very young. His first, documented tale was written on a band-aid – edge cut so the layers fanned out. Those first-aid publications were brought to an end once his mother discovered why the bandages kept disappearing.
He continued telling stories through poems, songs, tall-tales, eventually blogs, and finally completed the novel-length, “Javi,” on a dare by his daughter.
Writing continues to be an outlet where ideas are considered, thoughts are shared, and the incomprehensible is mulled.
Legendary Baril Hollis once said of something Daniel wrote, “It wasn’t bad as I expected.”