My name is Corey D. Truax, and I’m the voice behind the Quintessential Editor. I’m also the owner of Quintessential Editing LLC. Here is my life, condensed for consumption.
I graduated from a tiny high school in a little town called Woodsfield in 2003. I wanted adventure, so a few months after graduation I headed off to the Navy. It was the best decision I could have made.
My jobs in the Navy included being a journalist, photographer, videographer, combat cameraman, editor, and public affairs representative. I was trained to do most of this at the Defense Information School (DINFOS).
Directly after graduating from DINFOS, I found myself sailing on the forward deployed amphibious assault ship, the USS Essex (LHD-2). She was home ported in Sasebo, Japan.
During my time on the Essex, I painted orphanages in China, drank beer in Australia, drank more beer in the Philippines, smacked a camel in Dubai, rode an elephant in Thailand, and arm wrestled Marines in Okinawa. While not gallivanting, I wrote stories and took photographs.
After three years of service on the Essex, I transferred to the Naval Postgraduate School (NPS) in Monterey, California. I worked as a journalist, photographer, and editor at NPS. The stories I enjoyed writing most involved advanced technologies being developed by the graduate students and professors. A great example would be placing high powered lasers (p. 8) on ships to shoot down incoming missiles. Science!
My final job in the Navy was as a combat cameraman working at Combat Camera Group Pacific in San Diego, California. I covered naval exercises, natural disasters, man-made disasters, like the Deepwater Horizon oil spill, and deployed to Iraq to document combat operations.
It was at Combat Camera where I met M.L.S. Weech, who was stationed there as well. He was, of course, writing yet another book; The Journals of Bob Drifter. Terrence Siren was also at Combat Camera and he was writing his book, The 7th Horn. We started up the Brown Pipe Gang (a writer’s group) and have collaborated ever since. Their influence got me back into the writing game. Thanks guys.
Combat Camera was my last job in the Navy. Immediately after exiting the Navy, I headed to Eastern Kentucky University. It took me two and half years grinding out 21-credit hour semesters to earn a Bachelor of Science in Homeland Security with a Certificate in Intelligence Studies. I was bound for federal employment.
However, the most beautiful monkey wrench came along while in college, my amazing wife Heather. As fate would have it, she decided to join the Navy to become a Nuclear Engineer. I decided to find a portable job instead of a federal one—a police officer.
After completing training at the South Carolina Criminal Justice Academy, I hit the streets in the city where my wife was stationed. My vision of being a cop was getting to continue helping and protecting people. The reality was far different. My faith in humanity was quickly dwindling. My physical and mental health start to decline. I knew, within months, I simply was not made for this kind of work.
Then a miracle happened. The birth of my son. I was done with police work for good.
Fatherhood suits me well, and I love every second of it. Despite the joy of fatherhood and being a stay-at-home dad, I still need to work. Not so much for the money, but for my own sanity. I cracked open the style guides, dusted off my editing chops, and started freelancing and writing. Currently, I’m working one-on-one with a few authors, and I’m collaborating with 100’s of others thanks to this blog page.
Life is good.