Jeremy Chin is a former Creative Director who quit his job in search of a life of meaning. He discovered it when he wrote Fuel.
In a magazine interview, when asked how best he would describe himself, he summed it up this way, that he was a living contradiction of himself. A misfit within a misfit.
As a young boy he was the clean cut chess nerd who was sweaty and muddy all the time. The shy guy who could not stop talking once he got started. The knowledge lover who flunked his classes.
He was the lactose intolerant who could finish half a cheesecake in one sitting, the terribly motion sick guy who had been on more boats and planes than 99% of the planet. The funny person who was sad half the time. The Catholic who attended mass every weekend, and Bahai meetings every fortnight. The writer who never read.
He was the guy who could lose and find himself in the exact same moment. The web designer who loved staring at programming code. The rowdy sports fan who could sew and loved to cook. The straight guy who shared an apartment with a gay guy. Twice.