Pauly Hart

In 1994 Pauly Hart began his adult writing journey in St. Petersburg, Russia. Part of a youthful drama production, he began to explore his emotions and feelings through the written word. This was a paradigm shift for him. Up until that time, he had stifled his emotions, placing them away into small boxes inside of his heart. One by one, they were opened up. Now, over twenty years later, he's realized certain things about life. He is unique. His vision is his. He was created to be Pauly Hart and no one else, so he'd best get about being the best Pauly that he can be. His voice has a story to tell. The strange and mind-bending life that he had lived thus far could only be the beginning of a lifetime of parables, silliness, wisdom, and other bric a brac. He needed to write. Not only to soothe the untamed beast lurking within his mind, but, as Walt Whitman said once: "I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world." - That was the reason that he continued writing. But he never took it as a life choice. It was something that just was. There wasn't any reason to it, there wasn't any realization that smacked him in the face unbidden with the dream of becoming a "writer" - no it was at the behest of his soul that his hand took to the pen and keyboard. That change would happen in 2010. "Artists never make any money. Be a businessman." His mother had told him. The power of those words pushed him into being a businessman, and he succeeded, in his fashion. Owning a small magazine, music promotion business, a bar, and a coffeeshop were the largest of his endeavors. Also, having gone to seminary, he also pastored at two churches. He kept getting into trouble for being a maverick and a renegade. It frightened the old ladies at the first church he pastored. They had a meeting about him. Sure, his programs were an overnight success, but were they "permitted?" Alas, no. And so a steering committee was formed to "help" him in his efforts. By the time all was said and done, Pauly had moved states and found work elsewhere. No one has patience for renegades these days, it seems. It wasn't really until 2003 that he felt that it was "alright with God" for him to be an artist. He tried and had mild success with abstract paintings, live poetry performances, music creation, saponification, acting in, and directing a play, game creation, and a couple more that were just horrible excuses for a writer to be involved with. But then, in a flash, he decided to publish a book of poetry. Like that, he was hooked. "Stupid Mind Tricks" was his first adventure in really getting into the professional side of things. After that, he wrote his first novel: "By the Gates of the Garden of Eden" and it's been a roller-coaster after that. Since 2010, he's published 20 works, along with one co-authorship with his wife. There doesn't seem to be any law against writing a zillion books, and, in the end, that's probably what Pauly Hart will end up doing. Follow his antics and strangeness at PaulyHart.com