I am a writer. I take two hours each day to build upon the tools I acquired at the MFA program in fiction at Sarah Lawrence College, where I was blessed to learn from some of my literary heroes. While I hope to be a smashing success someday, I firmly believe that art and commerce are at war. And so, I take my endeavor seriously in the sense that I produce art for art's sake, not for the sake of my building my ego, status, or bank account. The creative process is still sacred to me, and I hope that at the end of my journey, I will be able to say the same.
I am a musician, and I play out on the town frequently, though with a diminished passion from years ago. There are only so many hours in a day or week to which I can devote myself to an art form of waning importance to me. Still, I enjoy performing and collaborating with strong minds and skilled players, but more as a hobby than anything else.
I am a family man, in the sense that, over my twenty nine years, I have fallen repeatedly to the common folly of thinking that anything in life besides family will remain permanent. I am in regular contact with my home base. Though it is far from here, I hold it close in my thoughts.
I am a friend to many, but increasingly, I am searching for that one truest friend I hope to share my life with as I could with no one else. Hence, I am here.