I wish that I had some grand tale to tell, about my life and where I’ve been…but I would be lying. I could tell you that I’m the product of a severely broken home, but that’s about as typical and common as it gets. I could tell you stories of abuse and neglect, pain and fear that molded me into the man that I’ve become…but who the hell hasn’t got stories like that to tell? I could talk of death and loss, how I was shaped throughout my childhood and into young adult life by what seemed like a constant series of events with that common theme…but who really cares but me, and those others who were impacted by said events?
Besides, those things aren’t who I am, they are the random and sundry items that helped me to become who I am. This is supposed to be about me, present configuration…and what I am today.
I am a father, a college dropout, an author, a former musician, and so many other things…and yet, a lot of the time I feel like I am nothing at all. I’m borderline obsessed with exercise and fitness routines, though my diet could be improved dramatically if I were really disciplined…I do happen to have adequate discipline to fulfill an almost daily exercise regimen though, which is something at least. My (un)healthy obsession with exercise and the like stems from the fact that I have the psychological state of an adolescent girl and suffer from body dysmorphia…but that’s the least of my issues really, so I don’t really worry too much about trying to remedy the problem.
I have a truly fantastic girlfriend (with two remarkably terrific children of her own) who I most certainly hope to make my wife someday not so far down the road.
I have one novel and a collection of poetry available (the poetry only available digitally through Amazon, the novel available in paperback anywhere and digitally through Amazon), and much more writing in progress.
I spent three years as a double major in physics and chemistry, but life got in the way and I had to leave school temporarily (which has extended into what is now two years)…and I don’t know if I will ever be returning, not while I have my children at home and can’t skate by without working full-time.
That’s really about all there is to know, all that matters anyhow.