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