When not online I make my home in Seattle, WA, where I’ve lived for the past fifteen-plus years. It’s a fine place, this Western coast, far different from the Midwest where I grew up, and likely for that reason I’m compelled to remain.
Currently I live across the street from the city zoo, which, in addition to the occasional ostrich-screechings that cut through my open windows in summer, provides a rather curious metaphor to wake to each morning, although in truth I can’t tell if it’s me or the animals who should be worrying out such concerns.
Thanks to everyone who visits this site and reads the things I’ve written: I truly appreciate it. We live in a time that does little to encourage regular and deep engagement with creativity, aesthetics, philosophy, story-telling—in short, with stopping and thinking about what it means to be who we are in this world we’re in right now. To that end, I hope you’ve found something on these pages that grips your mind, your heart, or whatever other parts of you are in need of being gripped.
If I failed to provide it this time around, take heart—I’ll keep working to get things right.
Should you want to participate in any of my nonsense, you can leave a comment on any of the posts or reach me directly at firstname.lastname@example.org.