A Little About Me

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It seems to me you innately know your life path. How you came to be here. Where you came from. Until, that is, someone requests you write a short bio. For all the interest in the craft of writing one might have, one… draws a… blank. Nonetheless, here goes…

A Midwest kid from blue collar Wisconsin I migrated to Texas in ‘81 after graduate school and ahead of the economic boom in pursuit of work and a woman. I found Austin, the described Madison of the Southwest, the perfect place in the Lone Star state for me to reside. The rolling landscape of the Hill Country, the chain of lakes made from the chain of dams along the Colorado river, thank you LBJ, plenty of good music and Tex-Mex.

It seems I always juggled an interest in writing while lacking the confidence in what I had to say as well as never the nerve nor willingness to dedicate the time to pursue. Additionally, there was the bottom line one keeps an eye on through the traditional productive, pay the bills years when raising three children and trying to be a good husband. Once the family was raised I elevated my give-a-hot-damn attitude about my career to an unprecedented level. Then I started to put pen to paper. Importantly life had, by that time, given me reason to write. Happiness, disappointment, faith, lost-faith, success, failure, death and divorce can help fill a page…

What do I hope you, the reader, get from my poems and prose?

Well, for sure, you will receive a deeply appreciative ‘thank you’ from me.

Also, maybe you will give a silent nod of recognition having read a certain line. A smile at my attempted humor (very difficult, a comic be). Perhaps a tear, which I would treasure, if I raise in you a sympathy or melancholy memory. I will be happy if you merely believe it was time well spent, reading what you did.

My dream is to touch folks from all walks of life, stages of being. Admittedly, I am on in age but coherent (read naïve) enough to attempt to intrigue those younger with themes that affected me in my youth. I am enough experienced in relationships to accept and embrace the fact I really am, like many, wonderfully befuddled by love; by writing it down I may find clarity.

Above all, I am a Father and treasure my children. I live with a woman who I love. I have a select close friend I value. I believe simply being nice is the one of the greatest attributes a person can achieve and hardest to maintain.

I heard a writer once offer the sage advice, if you are a writer, write. I do. Thus, I am, belatedly, a writer.