(I couldn't take this seriously)
PP Savage was born in 1986 in Denver, Colorado. A few years later, his family moved to Phoenix, Arizona where he spent the majority of his childhood and completed high school. After graduating from the University of Arizona in 2009 with a degree in Criminal Justice, he was commissioned as a Naval Officer and began flight school in Pensacola, Florida.
PP Savage was selected to fly the MH-60S Seahawk in San Diego, where he would spend the next decade flying for four different squadrons. While he loved flying, after almost eleven years of service, he decided to move on and start a new venture in 2020.
As timing would have it, the world almost immediately went into COVID lockdown, which provided the perfect opportunity to explore career paths beyond aviation. So, PP Savage decided to try his hand at writing. He found that his adventures and humor from the Navy provided the perfect foundation for bringing all kinds of stories to life. He discovered a love for words and sharing experiences with his readers.
Vladimir Poopin: The Stinky Autocrap is P.P. Savage’s first children’s book, but it won’t be his last. In addition to children’s books, PP Savage has enjoyed writing a variety of adult fiction content, including a few TV show pilots and a full-length screenplay. His two-part science fiction novel, The Sideways 8: Indefinite Fate and Fight For Life, will be published in fall 2022. If there’s a story to tell, PP Savage will figure out how to write it.
PP Savage was born in 1986 in Denver, Colorado. A few years later, his family moved to Phoenix, Arizona, where he would call home. There in the hot desert, he began making home movies with his friends using the family camcorder. Little did he know that these grainy, unsteady videos would ignite his tenacious imagination and ultimately fuel a lifelong love of storytelling. His teen years were full of living endless (mis)adventures and getting by in school with as little effort as possible. PP Savage credits his mother Ann for his survival of these escapades and his miraculous emergence as a contributing member of society.
Fast forward to 2005. PP Savage endured a grueling screening process to attend a prestigious – correction - party school: the University of Arizona. Thankfully, they accepted his application and the young PP Savage set out to graduate as an Aerospace Engineer and a Naval Officer. However, as it turned out, Calculus 3 was not his friend. So, he pivoted from engineering to Criminal Justice, which introduced him to a new arena filled with real-life stories of law and crime. In exploring this complex, sometimes dysfunctional world, PP Savage realized he had an affinity for writing. Where some struggled to dissect constitutional law or understand the labyrinth of public administration, he approached each essay as just another story to tell. The next few years were a fun blur, and during his Senior year he was selected for Naval Flight School, fulfilling a lifelong desire to fly.
After a year of planes, helicopters, beaches, and beers in Pensacola, Florida, he earned his wings. The next stop was sunny San Diego, where he learned to fly the MH-60S Seahawk helicopter and checked into his first fleet squadron after almost two years of flight training. PP Savage learned a ton but maintained his own distinctive style as he qualified as second pilot then aircraft commander. Two deployments sailing around the world, dozens of port visits, and hundred dollar bill font “AMERICA” chest tattoo later, PP Savage was ready for his next challenge. What could be more fun and dangerous than the 800 hours flying with his first squadron?
How about flying with pilots who have zero clue how to actually fly? If anyone could keep PP Savage on his toes, it would be the “nugget” pilots at the training squadron. So, he accepted a position as instructor pilot from 2015 to 2018. It was during his time as an instructor that he honed his ability to appreciate different life perspectives, an inclination that inspired his multi-perspective writing style. At the training squadron, his challenge was to appreciate the viewpoint of newbie pilots still learning to use the “uppy-downy” stick and the “lefty-righty” stick. Having been in their shoes not too long ago, PP Savage enjoyed infusing the young officers with confidence and just enough know-how to keep themselves alive. It was also a good time to get the wrong helicopter tattooed on his calf.
After three years, PP Savage returned to an operational squadron as the subject matter expert for a new mission for his helicopter. He was ready to get back to more technical flying. He loved working closely with his maintenance team and watching the young blood he had taught to fly come into their own. The next two years cruised by, and he had a big decision to make. The Navy had given him eleven years of traveling, exploring, sailing, flying, conversing, and imbibing all around the world. He still loved flying the crazy contraption that is a helicopter. But, ultimately, a part of him knew there was more to explore beyond aviation.
So, after eleven years of helicopter rides, it was time to move on. And it’s been an adventure ever since. PP Savage got locked away by a pandemic, married the love of his life, and had an amazing daughter. He also rediscovered his passion for sharing stories with the world. He found that his adventures and humor from the Navy provided the perfect foundation for bringing all kinds of stories to life. And so his writing venture began.
Vladimir Poopin: The Stinky Autocrap is P.P. Savage’s first children’s book, but it won’t be his last. In addition to children’s books, PP Savage has enjoyed writing a variety of adult fiction content, including a few TV show pilots and a full-length screenplay. His two-part science fiction novel, The Sideways 8: Indefinite Fate and Fight For Life, will be published in fall 2022. If there’s a story to tell, PP Savage will figure out how to write it.
A few titles in, PP Savage is just good enough with a keyboard to be dangerous. There is still much to learn and he hopes his readers will enjoy the ride alongside him. If you see PP Savage on the street in sunny San Diego, you can shout out “PP!” Or, to avoid some awkward glances, you can call him by his callsign, PigPen.
