Al Carrozza: I
grew up in a small town on Long Island named Medford. Right on
the border between two school districts, I and my older two
sisters took a bus to one of four schools depending on grade
level and each about five miles from home. Our South Country
School District contained a great cleavage, a dividing railroad
track between North and South Bellport that separated a poor and
mostly black demographic struggling for survival from their
wealthier southern Fire Island accessed neighbors, to say
luxury.
I was ignorant mostly as a
youth to the fact though not situated in poorer Bellport I too
lived on the north side of the tracks in a more middle class
neighborhood when society had such a distinct class, before
today’s prominent polarities in strata of upper and lower middle
class.
I was of the few in the
enrichment program track, the honors curriculum, who was not
from a financially prosperous background. However, I was also
the top student in kindergarten, one of only two students in the
entire grade that was working out of advanced grade books and I
hadn’t attended preschool.
So, I had a promising
future. During contests to test speed and comprehension in Math
and English I distanced everyone in the grade. And I loved to
creative write. My teachers throughout the first six years
would plead with me for permission to read my stories to the
rest of the classes. I was shy but normally complied but not
without getting to turn the film projector or earning a candy.
My mother was strict on me in
terms of education. She had me doing division in
kindergarten. In fifth grade she arranged a local newspaper to
write an article on me announcing I had made it to the New York
State finals in a beauty contest, you know walking the cat walk,
and I came in second overall.
She, my mom, set up
opportunities for me to be in commercials but I knew there was
something I didn’t like about that idea and so never pursued it
whole-heartedly against my mother’s desires.
When my parents got a divorce,
my grades divorced themselves from high-quantification
letters. In essence I failed many courses, became very popular
amongst my peers, and eventually became a legend not for honor
certificates but rather for drinking beers and smoking
cigarettes amongst masses of friends all throughout Long Island
in my teenage years. I lost my position in society but I found
my personality and a commitment to heart. Until I was betrayed
by friends, tortured spiritually with yearnings to know my
destiny and losing grace in the public eye. Soon enough I had
schizophrenia.
My Dad carried me many years, a
special friend freed me, a beautiful woman derailed me, and now
I am headquartered after living in New York City on the
outskirts of Manhattan back with my Dad who is my greatest
influence on earth aside from God who is here and everywhere
too.
PageoneLit.com:
Why do you write?
Al Carrozza: I
write because when true to voice it is the only pure source on
this planet, that and perhaps music which I create and sell as
well. I write because I have had a storied life filled with
tragedy yet somehow in reality it has all been only blessings
discovered after persistence to survive the difficult stretches.
The written word from the heart
and at the same time schooled can create original beautiful
moments. Even a retelling, like Universal Enzyme, when the
story is extraordinary and the theme properly followed through
to continuity of message can be something unique and special, in
fact especially so.
Due to my perspective as a
success driven diagnosed schizophrenic I have knowledge of areas
peoples do not attempt to question in fear of denial of
conclusion or satisfaction in answers to inquiries. I can
provide those questions with solutions, genuine in truth because
I both experienced it and my clarity survived under great duress
and attempted character assassination whether intentional or
delivered through ignorance of action. This I am told has
happened because I have intelligence, speak from the heart, and
not afraid to exercise the vocals when need be for personal
reasons or for necessary societal purposes despite perceived
threats because I am protected by truth and paid my service to
God.
I write to inform, entertain,
and to enlighten. And I love to write regardless the
assignment.
PageoneLit.com: Do you have
any hobbies? What are they? How do they enhance your writing?
Al Carrozza: I
guess you could call Christianity a hobby. Christian music is
my favorite format and I love listening to great
preaching. Today Joyce Meyer, TD Jakes, Chuck Swindell and Rich
Anderson come to mind as great orators, fantastic preachers of
our day, of course there are many more phenomenal speakers,
obviously Joel Osteen who preaches strictly Christ and Barrack
Obama who preaches about the future economy. I would love to
deliver public-sermon like speeches only drafted from scratch.
My religious undertakings,
reading the bible, and delving into the paranormal in younger
days has influenced my writing tremendously. But so have Jim
Morrison, James Hetfield of Metallica, and James Joyce whose
story “The Dead” is the same scenario my ex-fiancé must
experience today only Michael Fury died with passion and Al
Carrozza eventually prospered from it. So to pin one field as
the secret ingredient to my particular brand of literature would
be difficult, however inspirational feeling combined with
extraordinary experiences have enhanced my writing the most I
would say, is accurate.
PageoneLit.com: Briefly
discuss your new novel UNIVERAL ENZYME. I understand Universal
Enzyme was featured in the May 2010 New York Book Expo.
Al Carrozza: Yes. Universal
Enzyme was selected by Strategic Book Group to be displayed at
the 2010 Expo in New York. I was invited in to meet with staff
and represent the book personally at their exhibit booth #4577.
Universal Enzyme was ten years
in the making. As events happened I wrote them, and rewrote
them, and added as new information and relevant experience
occurred that seemed significant to the story.
From beginning to end I hope it
reads as an inspiration as to what can be overcome when seeking
God and seeing one’s blessings in their darkest hours.