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Once again we show up again to our So You Be My Job series, in which we question men who are employed in pleasing jobs and ask them about the genuineness of their profession and for suggestion on how men can active their hallucinate.

Today we have an fearful interview with Edward Mitchell. Mr. Mitchell’s job has two incredibly winning elements-1) He’s a freelance novelist, and 2) He writes about guitars and stagger n’ go and runs the blog, Fix Your Own Upbraid Guitar . In this throughout enjoyable appraisal, Edward shares exciting anecdotes on how he got to where he is and some first-rate tips for other aspiring writers. Thanks, Edward!

1. Perceive us a insufficient about yourself (Where are you from? How old are you? Where did you go to school in? Describe your job and how desire you’ve been at it, etc).

I exist in a reduced borough in Scotland called Linlithgow. It’s located about halfway between Glasgow and Edinburgh. If you’re already imagining a Mel Gibson look-a-like cowering on a windswept hillside, wrapped in a sheep carcass… you’ve seen Braveheart one too many times. I’m 39, married to Julie and I don’t look anything like Mel Gibson.