I tend to be presumptuous. I tend to hide behind a facade of humility. So sometimes I use a pseudonym borrowed from three literary figures who’ve left an imprint on my heart. Also: rum, Pinterest, profanity (humorously used); these are my vices.
I hold degrees in theology and writing. My education has taught me some things, but mostly I’ve learned how little I actually know. I like to call that grace.
I’ve worked in everything from social work to adventure guiding. I’m a bibliophile in every sense of the word. The first book I wrote was a sequel to Richard Adam’s Watership Down. That was in third grade. It was six pages long. I’d hoped for seven but my hand was tired. When she’d read it, my teacher returned it with a scratch-and-sniff sticker plastered on the front.
I love making coffee but never drink it. I appreciate the ascetics of a good beer but don’t like the taste. My favorite song has no lyrics. My favorite Bible passage has five words. I try not to take myself too seriously. But I believe a life well-lived is highlighted with tears.
I’m married to a woman who is my saving grace, in more ways than one. We don’t have any children but we’ve managed to keep a bamboo plant alive for two years and a beta fish for a couple months. His name is Mozzie, after our favorite TV personality. We live in New England, somewhere between the mountains and the sea.
I’d love to hear from you. If you must send hate mail, make it a haiku.
Thank you for reading.