Emmanuel Burgin was born in Lynwood, California where sports kept him off the streets and out of gangs. Sports then earned him a football scholarship to California State University at Northridge. After three years of NFL and CFL tryouts including a contract with the LA Thunderbolts, Emmanuel landed in Yuba City, California as a Captain of the minor league football team, the Twin City Cougars.
After leaving football, Emmanuel helped create the largest event security company in the country. In 1986 he became the Security Director for the Bob Dylan/Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers North American Tour.
In 1991, Emmanuel turned to his first love, writing. As Sports Editor of El Sol de San Diego, Emmanuel covered San Diego’s professional football, baseball and soccer teams, and many of the major boxing events held in San Diego, Palm Springs, and Las Vegas. He also reported on education, environment, health, and politics, and has published in the Los Angeles Times, San Diego Reader, Rugby West Magazine, and Rugby News. His fiction has appeared in San Diego Writer’s Monthly, Tidepools, Weavings: an anthology of San Diego writers, and Solstice Literary Quarterly.
In 1999 he assisted in the start-up of Con Pane Rustic Breads & Cafe and performed the duties of General Manager until 2004. He returned to writing in 2005 and now splits his time between Prague, Czech Republic and San Diego, California.
What is written above is the official line. What it doesn’t tell you are the things of life. What fills the days of time and motion, stirs the soul and lets one take flight. My life is a tale of two cities: San Diego, and Prague, of two evocations: baking and writing.
Besides the written word, I am passionate for music of all kinds (really) but in particular jazz, blues, and good old rock’ n roll. And I have another mode of creative expression which is photography. I use the camera to train my eye for the details of a story–lighting, color, tones, moods in other words the composition. It also lets me capture the beat of a moment and gives me a certain instant gratification I can’t get from writing. It also gets me OUTSIDE.
I am a museum hound. I get inspiration there and learn from great painters. Hemingway, it’s been reported, walked into a café in Paris, where Picasso was having a drink, and Picasso said of him that many painters wanted to be writers and many writers wanted to be painters. Hemingway studied the great artist for the way they told their stories, for how they approached their subjects, for what was not only put on the canvas but, equally as important, for what was omitted. I also try for the same drift with painters, but I also put photographers in the mix as well: ever see Man Ray’s work? I think he was pretty cool.
Last note on Hemingway and Picasso: When Hemingway took his son to the New York Met. and stood before Picasso’s masterpiece Guernica, which depicts the horrific scene of the Nazi’s carpet bombing of that small town of the same name he said to his son “He got it right.”
Take those passions and toss in traveling and meeting people and you begin to understand what makes me full, what puts me in motion. Life is good, and, when you toss in the human element, especially, the little ones then life goes a little higher.