I find that reading is my favorite pastime. One would think that this would also predispose me towards being a writer. This is, sadly, not the case. Writing, for me, comes slowly and with much discomfort. That is not to say that this keeps me from writing. It does mean that my output is meager and somewhat didactic. I hope you will feel like “jumping in” and reading some of the things I have written. I suppose that what I am guiding you toward is my “blog.”


August, 2007   My Trip to Alaska


September, 2007   Just some nattering about soft porn, my hometown, postcards


Turpitude, a little magazine that I try to do once a month