Mid-thirties, lover of coffee. I wrote for years and years before it all crystallized into the desire to teach it. I still write. I was down there, however, where language and grammar are intuitive, where one can see the puff of thought as it transmutes into word. Where the broad swath of gray is actually beautiful.

In and among all that, the thing known as ‘creativity’ was the current that brought me back to the surface, holding the aforementioned desire.

Life is beautiful; gratitude is the order of the day and it does indeed take patience in order to possess one’s soul. Now it’s in my hand.

I live with my wife Shawnah in Southern Oregon.

Good day to you!