David Gurevich

David Gurevich was born eons ago in the Soviet Union, a country that no longer exists. In 1975 I was allowed to leave in the "Useless Jew" category. (Useful ones had a harder time getting out). I came to the US, which I liked just fine, mostly because it did not give a damn whether I liked it or not, which is not common in the world.

I liked moving so much that I just could not stop and I kept going, from St.Louis to NYC to LA to S.Antonio to Seattle back to NYC, with points in between...then I got naturalized (not to be confused with "natural", a significant distinction) and immediately applied for a passport. I traveled on through Israel and Europe, and only a lack of funds stopped me from going farther. 

With the exception of short-lived jobs at an office in NYC and at a computer company in Seattle I was unable to settle on an occupation, which is a natural path to writing. In 1987 I published my first novel, Travels with Dubinsky and Clive, which was enjoyed by many reviewers across the land, but not by my editor at Viking, who quit almost immediately, once he had realized what he had wrought. 

My second book, a memoir of Soviet life called From Lenin to Lennon, was once again adored by major reviewers, but not by my successive four editors at Harcourt Brace, who promised to sue me if I disclosed their names. Alas, this career description is not as uncommon as it seems at first blush. 

I retired and started a family, which I loved. But then my dearly beloved prodigy son smashed his violin, tore up his Yale medical school acceptance letter, and turned into a bitter disagreeable teenager. So I went back to the keyboard. The result is Young Spies in Love, a romantic spy thriller. With not a trace of political correctness, it did not have a chance in mainstream publishing, which is why I put it out myself on Amazon. Enjoy!