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Why I’m here
I like to make people laugh and cry, so I play a fair amount of music and, however desultorily, write—plays, personal essays, stories, all sorts of stuff.  On the cusp of early old age [that phrase sounds evasive], I still read my drafts aloud, bellowing and howling up in my atelier, rather to my family’s dismay.

Creating a character

Why you’re here
Come look over my shoulder if you like, fall off your chair. I value an audience, and I need help to make something beautiful, terrible, or epiphanic. Give me your clear-eyed attention, your honesty. That’s all I ask.

Note the “Contact me” page should you, um, want to contact me.