I'm a writer, working on two books I hope to publish.
The rest of this website shows what I do to make that happen.
Book 1: boring enlightenment
Boris is an aging stage actor, strung out on self-pity, CNS stimulants, and identity crises. We see him explore, even lunge into, every spiritual technique available to his inner screamer.
His best friend, soon-to-be woman, Minnie, joins Boris as a spiritual wingperson, flying her own way through the slings and arrows of NYC.
This literary diptych explores identity where there is none and chaos on the road to love.
Book 2: still untitled
(The joy of a diptych is that you can read either book first)
Long Meg is a fifth-generation Irish witch, living in Northern England. She struggles to detach from the league to lead a simple existence as an account exec.
Sometimes you can’t hide your DNA, but Meg rises to the challenge to try. She leaves a hole in her coven and a permanent grin on her ad agency's CEO.
inner hierarchy as a concept
On waking one morning, I "downloaded" these stories. In gratitude, I set them down immediately and found subjective correlations among the people I know, and knew of, and their post-traumas. If you believe in reincarnation—and I'm counting on it that you do—we're all post-traumatic somehow, dating a fuck of a long way back.
These books are my way of thanking others for sticking it out, for being in it for the long haul, and never, ever, ever, EVER giving up on who you are meant to become and for whom you are meant to become that.