Latent: Existing in hidden or dormant form, but capable of being brought to light
Manifest: Easily understood or recognized by the mind
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About pages are tricky. Do you wanna know about me? The kind of stuff I write? Maybe a bit of both? Something else? I dunno. Let’s just start with the “stuff.”
Out the gate, you’ll get bi-weekly chapters of my serial novel Propinquity, as well as one or two new short stories every month. My writing is mostly speculative fiction, but occasionally, in a fit of defiance or ignorance, I’ll straddle genres if it works for the story. Actually, now that I’m thinking about it, that’s probably just incompetence. I mean, I don’t have a creative writing MFA (applied to a bunch of programs, rejected enthusiastically by every…single…one), and only just recently started to get serious about being a writer, so what the hell do I know? Live and learn.
Oh, wait, I think I accidentally stumbled into the “me” part of the “about”. OK, well let’s see, I’ve been many things in my professional life; documentary filmmaker, sculptor, composer, photographer, line cook, paperboy, cashier, audio engineer, bike messenger, waiter, forklift driver, pyramid scheme stooge, equipment broker, video editor, television producer, video director, porn star, music producer, barback, and about a thousand other things I can’t remember right now, probably because my subconscious has blocked them to protect me... and no, I never starred in porn. Just wanted to see if you’re paying attention. Might’ve been kinda fun, though…
My personal life? I’m a dad, husband, dog lover (see picture, above), master falconer, bow hunter, ex-husband, cannabis connoisseur, home beer brewer, furniture builder, sea kayaker, wood-strip sea kayak builder, off-grid 4x4 overlander, aikidoka, lifelong student of Zen, runner, mechanic, carpenter, motorcycle rider, road biker, painter, fence builder, fence destroyer, philosopher, gorilla math expert, and so many other bizarre and contradictory things that often simultaneously fascinate and enrage the people around me. Whatchcalit, a polymath? Scanner? Multi-potentialite? Weirdo?
And yes, all those are actually true. Even the one you think isn’t. Seriously.
In my personal personal life, I’ve endured my fair share of shit living as a human being on this fucked up earth, and shoveled far too much shit in the direction of other people, too many of them people I truly love, occasionally intending to cause damage (I’m not proud of that). The good news is, I kept all the truly awful, horrifying, nauseating shit to shovel on myself, and have spent most of my life attempting to bury myself in it, choke on it, sometimes beating the living hell out of my soul, sometimes slicing away until I barely escape self-annihilation. All this shit shows up in my writing. All of it. Both the bad, and the good.
My philosophy is pretty simple: slice open my chest, rip out my soul, and use my flesh as paper, and my blood as ink. Easy peasy. It’s how I write now, and it’s why I write like my life fucking depends on it. Because it does.
So there you have it. All the ‘abouts’, plus a few TMI’s thrown in for free. I mean, at this point, how could you not subscribe?
~ T
