I'm a writer, poet, blogger, illustrator, fractalist, and essayist. A wonderer, wanderer, and an unapologetic introvert. I'm old enough not to care how old I am. I'm a romantic and a movie lover; I'm inspired by the epic, the authentic, the numinous, and the luminous. Most of all, I'm blessed.
How old am I? I'm fifty-five. In this culture, that puts me squarely into second-degree uselessness. (Third degree, by the ageist attitude of this culture, is reserved for those sixty-five and older.) I'm very deeply involved with an extraordinary, beautiful woman who has been with me now for a decade. We have forged, through awful times and amazing ones, a life that I feel every morning is worth waking up to and contributing to.
Generally speaking, we don't like people. We cannot tolerate the herd mentality that ninety-nine percent of our species seems so willing to embrace and force on others. We live in remote and beautiful forestland near the southern Oregon coast. We live in an old RV we lovingly named the TARDIS after Doctor Who's fantastic blue box. It is in here that we learn about, participate in, craft, and contribute to our worlds, along with the singular world in this reality we choose to wake up to every morning and share. We read our stories to each other; we help each other with editing them; we launch into esoteric discussions that most would disdain or become bored with; we look upon the world with very private, sensitive eyes.
I'm interested in connecting with folks who enjoy my art and would like to be part of whichever world or worlds I've discovered and shared. I'm deeply political, philosophical, and opinionated; and I have no patience with manipulators, salespersons, stalkers, bullshit artists, and the psychotic and insane. For that reason, I'm not everyone's cup o' tea. I'm good with that.
Most of all, as I said at the beginning, I'm blessed. If you would know anything about me or my attitude as I go through my days, that's the truest and most relevant one.
Thanks for popping by. Don't be a stranger.