I'm what you might call a non-conformist. I don't drink, I don't do drugs. I don't smoke -- anything. I'm divorced, can't see myself ever getting married again (although I can think of one peculiar circumstance where that might change) -- no kids, don't want any.
I'm only good at 2 things -- writing and playing hockey.
I studied psychology for 7 years, and that has given me some good perspectives re: dealing with other people. At the moment, I'm really not dealing too much with other people at all. The ones I thought of as my friends in real life basically abandoned me after I was involved in a car accident Feb. 2, 2009, and I was forced to move to a place where I knew nobody (and still know nobody) in order to recuperate.
I've been writing for a long time, although most of my early stuff was comic strips. Along the way, I've done some magazine writing and a lot of website stuff, but I never really thought of myself as a "writer," per se, until after I had finished my first book, "Moving Day." The idea that I could actually complete a book was shocking, as I tend to have difficulty completing projects. And yet, it happened. Six times now.
I'm a bit of a spelling/grammar/punctuation Nazi, and misplaced apostrophes are a particular irritant.
Unlike most guys, I have no interest in football or working on cars or hunting and fishing or going to bars or boobs. I've never seen the appeal of any of it. I prefer interacting with people who have an intellect and some creativity -- whether that be music or drawing or photography or even another writer.
On Mingle2, I'm sometimes referred to as "intimidating" and "complicated," but I don't think that's accurate at all. I just have a solid idea of what it is I want in life -- and what it is I DON'T want. Some people find that difficult to cope with, I guess, but I think it all boils down to an individual's personal preferences, and why should we abandon them just because some stranger doesn't agree with them?
My goal is to keep writing and be unconscionably successful at it. I think "Moving Day" would make a great movie (largely depending on who they put in it!) -- as would "Perfectly Frank" and at least a couple of the short stories. Whether this will happen is anybody's guess.
And I would love to meet -- someday -- a woman who would not feel some bizarre need to try to change me into a domesticated farm animal. I'm not a goat, and I would not make a good goat, even if I wanted to be one, which I don't.
For now, I will continue to write and see where it goes. I'm a long way away from where I want to be as a writer, but I've made considerable progress in the last 2 years -- and who knows where I'll be 2 years from today?