Ray Shoop

Ray Shoop

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I'm a three times retiree: Air Force master sergeant , businessman, restaurateur, agnostic seventy-one-year-old dyslexic writer, who hopes to retire again in fifteen or twenty years, if my highly religious Greek Orthodox, Russian wife doesn't lay me to rest before then. Like most writers, my life experiences are what inspired me to write. I had been writing for about twelve years when I learned I was a dyslexic. I was so relieved; now I had an excuse for my slow reading and terrible spelling, and I wanted to tell all that I wasn’t really stupid and lazy. My self-published novel, RUNT, MEMORIES OF A DYSLEXIC BASTARD, tells my story. NU-DEL, DAUGHTER OF THE FOREST, is my second novel.  I live in Milton, FL. My published works:

The Thoughtful Leader: How to use your head and your heart to inspire others

The Thoughtful Leader: How to use your head and your heart to inspire others

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<p>Is it time for leaders to think more deeply and more effectively?<br /><br />Tired of people throwing the term 'thought leadership' around and using it to label unexceptional people and mediocre content, Mindy Gibbins-Klein sets out to define and introduce a new paradigm and a new standard of idea generation and sharing.<br /><br />Thoughtful leaders exhibit exceptional thinking as well as consideration for others. It is the thoughtful leader who will introduce a new era - a more thoughtful era.<br /><br />This brave book inspires, encourages and teaches Real thought leaders a new way of thinking and behaving.<br /><br />- Reach beyond content marketing and thought leadership<br />- Achieve greater levels of thinking<br />- Discover hidden depths within yourself<br />- Become a true Thoughtful Leader</p>

Story Behind The Book

When I started writing RUNT, it was going to be a story about an abused mountain boy during the WWII era when child abuse, whether physical or emotional, was a simple and approved method of correcting or bring up your children. In fact, I felt as a child that if I wasn’t screamed at, cussed, whipped or walloped upside the head when I did something wrong, or in some cases didn’t do something, my parents didn’t love me. It was during my research process that I learned I was dyslexic. I had spent a lifetime thinking my slow reading and atrocious spelling and writing skills were attributed to my lack of ability to get the basics of these things down when I was a child. I didn’t like going to school and took every opportunity that came along to not go. Besides, education didn’t seem to be of much importance to my parents; out of seven of us, only one made it through high school.

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