Welcome to Author Aric Davis:
Aric Davis is married with one daughter and lives in Grand Rapids, Michigan where he has worked for the past fourteen years as a body piercer. A punk rock aficionado, Davis does anything he can to increase awareness of a good band. He likes weather cold enough to need a sweatshirt but not a coat, and friends who wear their hearts on their sleeves. In addition to reading and writing, he also enjoy roller coasters and hockey. His debut novel, “Nickel Plated,” was recently published by AmazonEncore.
Guest Post: When I’m Not Writing:
When I’m not writing or reading, I’m probably working. Body piercing can be an awesome job because of the freedom it affords. I can literally be knee deep in a book-one of my own, or reading a piece by one of my hero’s-get called to knock a hole in someone, and be right back to fun, all within a few minutes. The best part is that if I’m in a really gushy part of writing, I get this incredible jolt of emotion, honesty, and blood to pour onto the page.
When I’m not working, I really enjoy roller coasters and playing hockey. My favorite roller coaster, and this could change at a moment’s notice, is Maverick at Cedar Point. My family makes it a point to travel every summer to at least a couple of theme parks, and my daughter absolutely loves the trips, as well as the coasters.
As for hockey, I’ve been playing since a young age. The pinnacle of my playing career was getting a call from a member of the training staff from a local AHL (feeder league to the NHL) team, The Grand Rapids Griffins, and discovering that they needed a goalie for training camp. For two days I got to enjoy the rigors of pro hockey, and it was amazing. Of course, I hadn’t been training for pro hockey, so I was prepared in spirit only. I made it through the two practices, felt like I’d gone a few rounds in a boxing ring by the end of it, but walked away with one heck of a merit badge.
I love music, especially punk rock or underground stuff. My favorite band right now is from Cincinnati, Ohio, and they’re called Mixtapes. They are so sincere, and so earnest that it just breaks my heart. To me, that is the best thing about independent music, you get the guts. Anyone can be autotuned, or have their voice fixed with pro tools, but when you’re nineteen, broke, and singing about losing touch with all of your friends, that’s as raw as you’re going to get.
I spent my late teens traveling the country and playing music. My bands were never the best, but we had a wonderful time and always made enough money to eventually get back home. I met my wife at a punk show. I was on stage, she was in the crowd. I did the splits at the end of our set and completely tore out the crotch and butt of my shorts. Everybody else thought it was funny, but she fixed my pants with safety pins.
I enjoy shooting a great deal, even though growing up, we didn’t have guns. One week in Texas with my Grandfather changed my mind on the things. My mind was blown, and I seriously love shooting sports now. I brought my Mom and Dad shooting last year and they loved it, I guess we all missed out for a while. I don’t see why it would be weird that some of us cross party lines sometimes, there’s nothing wrong with being pro gun and pro gay rights, or any other mix you prefer. Pick your own path, not the one that someone on the left, or the right, picks for you. If we all just said what we really believed in and not what we’re supposed to, we’d all be in a better place.
Nickel Plated by Aric Davis:
Nickel is a survivor. He has to be. For as long as he can remember, his life has hinged on the flip of a coin. Or, rather, the scribble of a social worker’s pen. He’s been through the system, even had a good dad for a few years, until he was gone, too. But Nickel remembers everything he taught him, and since the day he escaped from foster-care hell, he’s put that knowledge to good use. Just twelve years old, he makes a steady living by selling marijuana to high schoolers, blackmailing pedophiles he ferrets out online, and working as a private investigator. When a beautiful girl named Arrow hires him to find her little sister Shelby, Nickel figures at best the kid’s a runaway; at worst, some perv’s gotten a hold of her. He scours the internet and the streets of Arrow’s suburban neighborhood, and what he finds there is as ugly a truth as he’s ever seen. For beyond the manicured lawns, Nickel discovers children for sale, and adults with souls black as the devil. And people like that aren’t about to let some kid ruin their game. This edgy thriller introduces a canny, precocious anti-hero, the likes of which young-adult readers have never seen.
1 copy of Nickel Plated
Open to US Only
Ends on 4/5/11