KEITH KIRKLAND BOOKS © 2014-2015
I am not a writer by trade. I'm actually a sales guy, and have been for a lot of years. But it turns out that crafting words is essential to being successful in sales, as long as you also throw in some passion, a lot of integrity and real experience. It also turns out that telling a story verbally is incredibly different from telling a story in written form…and that has been an interesting journey. Here are a few highlights.
1972 - MY FIRST TYPING. I tried my hand at typing when I was six years old. We had recently moved from Alabama to Tennessee, and I sat at my Dad's ancient (and manual) typewriter to tap out a letter to my friends back in Dixie. The letter went exactly like this: "ADear BEN and Lamar, How are you? I am fine. I forgot all about you until my mother told me. I was about to write you, but I had to go to bed. YOUR BEST FRIEND, KEITH KIRKLAND." (That's some best friend, huh?)
1975 - THIRD GRADE STORY WRITING. I was tasked to write a story about a pet, so my first creative step was to title the paper, "My Story About My Pet". The rest goes like this: "I like my pet, he is very nice. The first time I saw him he jumped on me. He liked my house. Whene my mother came into the garege he licked my mother's foot. And thene after a while, a dog came and scard him. And after that, he ran away for two weeks. Whene We came back from Curch, he came running to us. And one day, my mother came to get me, and my big sister called Charley, come on! and after a while he ran away again and he's still not back. I think he got ran over."
I'm pretty sure that was my first attempt at saving an understated, yet impactful line for the very end of a story.
Keith has been married to Sarah for over 20 years, and they are the proud parents of two wonderful teenage daughters. They live in Atlanta, Georgia.