He lives outside of Toronto, Canada with his often-puerile wife and two amazing children. He even contacted Kirkus Reviews and was impressed when the reviewer labelled his writing as 'puerile,' until he looked up the word and discovered that Merriam-Webster's normal-person translation is 'silly or childish especially in a way that shows a lack of seriousness or good judgment.'Įxcited by a book review that so accurately assessed his personality (finally, someone understood him), Harv is now working toward his private investigator's license. Certain that there was a market for his writing, he geared up for self-publication. After connecting with some real, traditionally published authors and book bloggers, Harv started to feel really good about Alibi Aficionado's commercial marketability. With nothing left to lose, Harv decided to finish his wallpaper project and sent out Alibi Aficionado to a handful of literary agents but he quickly discovered rejection slips were now electronic, which didn't work for his project.Īll of which is one really long story as to why he opted for self-publishing. As he hit rock-bottom in 2015, he moved into his childhood bedroom (aka he lived with his parents) and was reacquainted with the rejection-slip wall of his youth.

The bonuses dried up, leaving Harv with no option but to use Axe products. Armed with a calculator and an appetite for expensive, LeLabo fragrances and Jack Black hair products, Harv immersed himself in his banking career and wrote inappropriate poetry to his supervisor (who ended up becoming his wife).īut, as Harv's luck goes, the housing crash and financial crisis of 2008/09 changed banking forever. Discouraged by the 'thank you, but.' mail, he looked to his back-up plan, which was to take a job as a banker in an industry known for lucrative bonuses and sick parties. From a young age, Harvey Church knew that writing was his destiny and, like all clichés, he wallpapered his bedroom walls with rejection slips.

Alibi Aficionado by Harvey Church