SP Woodring's Biography

SP Woodring didn’t just go to school—he graduated from Life University, with honors in struggle, survival, and starting over. Born in Haiti and raised in New York, his path has taken him through cities like Orlando, Boston, Providence, and Miramar—not always by choice, but always with purpose.

Every detour had a lesson.

Every setback had a message.

And every mile left him with something worth passing on.

Growing up in Haiti was its own kind of adventure.

He bounced between the countryside and the city, mingling with peasants one day and city slickers the next. With a father who was a military officer, life felt like being an army brat on vacation—traveling to parts of the country most kids never saw. That mix of cultures, classes, and characters shaped how he sees the world—and how he tells stories today.

At just 14 years old, he arrived in the U.S. with a mother who lived and breathed family values, motherhood, and responsibility—no matter the cost. Living without a green card for nearly two decades, he learned a truth about survival most people can’t imagine unless they’ve walked in those same shoes.

From washing dishes in a Jewish restaurant to building the largest Haitian-American information network on the web, his journey has been anything but ordinary.

At fifteen, after getting fired from Burger King, he looked that manager in the eye and made a decision: I want to be retired by the time I’m his age. Not in the “sit on a beach” kind of way—but the freedom kind. And for the past two decades, he’s lived that dream: a digital nomad, working from anywhere with just a laptop, a phone, and a solid Wi-Fi signal.

He’s not chasing life anymore—he’s creating it.

Through his Ti Koze Books With Woody book series, he shares those hard-earned insights—raw, relatable, and real. These aren’t stories polished for perfection; they’re truths told straight, written for people who’ve lived a little and lost a little, but still believe there’s something more ahead.

These are quick reads for people who don’t need fluff—just real talk. If you’ve ever had to swallow your pride, rebuild your life, or keep going when no one’s watching… then, hey—it’s your turn. Pull up a chair.

Let’s talk.