I live and breath in the bowels of South Jersey. I moved here from the carnival called Los Angeles twenty-three years ago. I have been writing seriously for about eight years. Earlier attemps at poetry were disasterous and are therefore not readable by anyone.
I write for several reasons: to capture observations on life and things in it, to chronicle events that happen in my life and to leave a piece of my mental self behind, by which my family can remember me. There is also an undeniable psychological need to get words down on paper, as I find the act of writing and revising to be theraputic.
When I don't write or work, you will find me outdoors if the weather is warm, fishing, kayaking, camping or just lazing on the back patio. If the weather is cold I will be inside reading or playing/writing music.