About

Reader Chris Brewster says I should tell people more about myself.  Okay, so, ummm…here goes.

For me, the work is what’s important, the putting of words onto page, one after the other, stringing it along in whatever form it takes, be it short story, novel, poetry, you-name-it.  It’s in reading my work that people learn about me — the things that give me joy, the dark patches of my soul, those thing that go bump in my night.

There’s plenty of mundane stuff:  Born in blah-blah, went to school at blah-blah, graduated blah-blah.  Does anyone honestly care about that sort of thing?

But here’s some of what I will share (in no particular order):  I –

Love all sorts of animals.  Choose Autumn as my favorite season.  Am a tea Nazi.  Prefer dark beers over light.  Wish I had a brother.  Once swam with dolphins in Florida.  Need to exercise more.  Participated in a 24-hour medical watch on a sick elephant at the zoo in Portland, OR (RIP Belle).  Wish I’d majored in Biology instead of Communications.  Am very proud of my novel “Weathercock.”  Alternately love and hate the human race.   Am happily married to a truly great guy.  Have done some grossly stupid things in my life.  Touched a beluga whale and a penguin (thank you, Mystic Aquarium).  Love to write.  Fight a constant inclination toward fear.  Spent on of the best New Years’ ever in Brooklyn, NY.  Value my friends.

Seems it all hearkens back to my last post.  We are mosaic, crazy quilts patterned with odd bits sewn together, sometimes at wrong and uncomfortable angles.  We are different — and more alike than we realize.  We are brilliant and dumb, heroic and cowardly.

We do the best we can at any given time.