Sam Ewing has been a professional writer since age 14 in 1935 when he was a reporter at the Vicksburg Evening Post and Morning Herald in Vicksburg, Mississippi. He also announced for WQBC, the local radio station. During the past 50 years Sam has produced five non-fiction books, dozens of self-help film, hundreds of magazine articles and witticisms. Sam’s writing was done free lance while he worked in TV, radio, advertising agencies and cable as a sales and program executive.
He attended the University of San Francisco until World Was II when he joined Naval Intelligence for three and a half years, serving both in the U.S. and in the Aleutians. In Dutch harbor, Alaska, Sam edited a daily Armed Forces paper, the Harbor News.
Now semi-retired with his wife Karol of 36-plus years, he concentrates on producing short humor and magazine pieces.
Ewing has authored five books:
- “The Cat Who Loved Christmas And Other Stories”
- “Professional Filmmaking”
- “Don’t Look At The Camera! Shortcuts To Television Photography & Filmmaking”
- “You’re on the air”
- “Sam Ewing”
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“Hard work spotlights the character of people: some turn up their sleeves, some turn up their noses, and some don’t turn up at all.”
“It’s not the hours you put in your work that counts, it’s the work you put in the hours.”
“‘Now’ is the operative word. Everything you put in your way is just a method of putting off the hour when you could actually be doing your dream. You don’t need endless time and perfect conditions. Do it now. Do it today. Do it for twenty minutes and watch your heart start beating.”
“On the Plains of Hesitation bleach the bones of countless millions, who, at the Dawn of Victory, sat down to wait, and waiting…”
“Success has a simple formula: do your best, and people may like it.”
“Nothing is so embarrassing as watching someone do something that you said couldn’t be done.”
“Nothing is as frustrating as arguing with someone who knows what he’s talking about.”
“When you finally go back to your old home, you find it wasn’t the old home you missed but your childhood.”