David KitzmillerHailing from the heartland of Indiana, David Kitzmiller has been tangling with words since the age of twelve-when most kids were just trying to survive gym class. A veteran wordsmith with the scars to prove it, David writes like a man who's wrestled ith life and occasionally lost but always came back swinging.Formally soaked in rum and baptized by heartbreak, his work is an unfiltered mix of raw emotion, jagged humor, and the lingering scent of regret. Whether he's exploring the teeth-grinding ache of depression, the self-inflicted wounds of love, or the beautiful disaster of lust, David doesn't pull punches. He writes because he has to-because some things were too ugly to ignore and too true to forget.David has stomped across the globe, absorbing stories, chasing chaos, and forever falling back in love with Mexico. He dreams of adding more stamps to his passport and more stories to chase down, alleys, across borders, and through late-night diner booths.When he's not fighting with the voices in his head, David is surviving life with his family, four suspicious cats, and four loyal dogs who understand him better than most humans ever have. And for the record, he firmly believes that pizza toppings go on top of the cheese. Unless it's a deep dish. He's broken, not lawless. Read More Read Less