David Sherman - Biography

Biography

Sherman was born in Niles, Ohio. He grew up in Kansas, Texas, New Jersey and Omaha, Nebraska, from where he joined the United States Marine Corps soon after turning 18. While a Marine he served in the peace time infantry, a tour as a military policeman, and fought a war in Vietnam. After his departure from the U.S. Marine Corps he moved to Philadelphia where he studied at the Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts. He had a brief stint as a sculptor, winning awards for his work. He began writing in 1983, and his first book, Knives in the Night, was published in 1987. Altogether, as of June 2007, Sherman has published 26 novels, including 15 with his co-author, Dan Cragg.

After a long residence in Philadelphia, in 2004 he moved to southern Florida.

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