THE OFFICIAL VERSION
R.A. Nelson is the author of the novels Teach Me, Breathe My Name, Days of Little Texas, and Throat. He was chosen as a Horn Book Newcomer and his novels have been nominated to the YALSA Best Books for Young Adults list, as well as recognized by the Parents’ Choice Awards, the New York Public Library Books for the Teen Age list, Booksense Kid Picks, the Miami Herald Best Books of the Year, teenreads.com Best Books of the year, and the Michigan Library Thumbs Up! list. Nelson’s novels are also published in Hungary and Germany where Breathe My Name is published by Ravensburger under the title Shine. Nelson lives with his family in North Alabama and works at NASA's Marshall Space Flight Center. He is the recipient of NASA's Silver Snoopy Award in recognition of "outstanding support provided to the Space Shuttle program." His novel Teach Me has been optioned by Protagonist Films for a feature film.
unofficial, but a lot more fun
As Mark Twain liked to say, I was “born excited.” I was always the last kid yammering away on a campout, totally on fire about something that eventually had my friends snoring. I was also the guy who rounded up everybody in the neighborhood to build a tree house, wage war with rotten watermelons, or construct an "airplane" that we pushed out of our sweetgum tree with my brother on board. (Sorry, Randy). I spent as much time outdoors as possible. Forming “adventure” clubs, building forts, exploring, digging, swimming, playing various types of ball. I read books in trees and can still remember the way the leaves made green and yellow opaque splotches on the pages.
the Professor's website a while back and wrote an email thanking him for being one of the people who inspired in me a love of science and the world around me. I explained how this outlook on life had bled into my books. The Professor responded: "well, as you can see i aint no writer. rj"If you're old enough to remember Gilligan's Island, it's obvious who my favorite character was: the Professor, played by Russell Johnson. Six advanced degrees and a love of science and learning that was almost pathological. I found
I grew up in north Alabama surrounded by cotton fields and Saturn V moon rocket engines that every few days erupted, filling the pine woods with billowing white smoke that looked just like clouds. The NASA test stands out on Marshall Space Flight Center rattled our windows on a regular basis when they test-fired the massive Apollo engines. My brothers and I used to be featured on the cover of a little brochure for NASA's first "Space Museum." I was the one with my head stuffed up the engine.
President Kennedy’s promise. Some literally gave their lives. I have a huge soft spot in my heart for NASA and everything those people have accomplished. So don’t ever try to tell me that the moon landing was really filmed in Arizona. I just might knock you down.My NASA engineer father helped us land on the moon. I am extremely proud of him for that. We have home movies of Dad goofing around in the zero gravity airplane holding two 500-pound packages, one in each hand. Untold thousands of people worked unbelievably hard to back up
Having a dad going through all that astronaut training, it was natural for me to want to be the first person to walk on Mars. But I also fantasized about becoming a slam-dunking NBA star, a time traveler, an explorer on the North American continent somewhere between the years 1589-1720, and a general all-around Hero. I ultimately discovered that most of these spots had already been taken, required abnormal genetics, or demanded a more than passing acquaintance with words like "Boolean."
I've always had a book with me wherever I go. It's a necessity, a lifeline. What if I get stuck somewhere like Sears having my tires rotated? We're talking survival. As a reader, one of my first loves was Dr. Seuss. I can still recite huge gobs of his stuff, and my favorite story is What Was I Scared Of? (the one about the "pale green pants with nobody inside"). I can't tell you what an honor it is to be a small part of his publishing house (Random House). I read scads of "boy" books like The Hardy Boys, but my favorite series was Tom Swift. I spent countless hours daydreaming about (or trying to recreate) the things I read in books like Tom Swift and His Polar Ray Dynasphere or Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's The Lost World or H.G. Well's War of the Worlds. I've always been an explorer at heart. I read reams of science fiction, everything from Ray Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451 to Philip K. Dick's UBIK.
I did a few other things in college besides read. I studied everything from astrophysics to microbiology. Bontany, history, psychology, astronomy, calculus, French. But I kept running into the Boolean word. So I finished up in Mandarin Chinese. I somehow managed to parlay this cache of arcane knowledge into some pretty diverse employment opportunities. Tennis club pro shop clerk. Rodman on a survey crew (the guy who holds the long measuring stick). Computer store sales. Sports reporter. Air Force cryptologic linguist. And finally Technical writer on NASA's Marshall Space Flight Center.
I’ve been a writer almost as long as I’ve been a reader. The first thing I ever remember writing was a single act play called, originally enough, “The Mummy’s Curse,” in the second grade. I still have that play along with approximately two million other words stored away in boxes that will most likely never see the light of day, unless it’s to demonstrate the journey of a writer from awful to passable. Short stories, science fiction, half-baked Stephen King or Tolkien or Michael Crichton. Lots of novels that fell over and died at page 77 or 120 or 303.