![]() ![]() ![]() Then he realized he actually had time to write. Once he resigned from his tenure track position and began teaching independently and entirely online, Dyrk found he had time to read books - fiction, sci-fi, fantasy - not just academic journals and textbooks. A year at Ohio University and a year at The University of Toledo, begrudgingly studying business until his father said, “Just go take what you want.” So five more years it was, at The Ohio State University for a BFA and Masters in filmmaking (woo hoo!). ![]() ![]() All survived, and it was time for college. There Dyrk whiled away his adolescent years in cornfields, woods, rivers, ditches and haymows, climbing trees, running along barn beams, riding, wrestling, soccering, fighting BB gun wars, reading Stuart Little, Jonathan Livingston Seagull, everything Verne, London, Kipling, White, Lewis, Doyle, Burroughs, Poe, Howard, Fleming, Lovecraft, Tolkien, Zelazny, and generally ignoring school - though he somehow managed excellent grades (except in Algebra, of course).Īt the age of 16 he traded a horse for his first car (really), a Volkswagen Beetle, which he proceeded to wrap around a telephone pole on the way to a high school soccer game within the year. After first grade, it was off to the farm country of NW Ohio, south of Toledo, where his parents still reside today. ![]()
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