One reluctant poet approaching middle age. Makes only passing attempts at housekeeping. Obeys commands of muse. Will respond to being grabbed by the ear and dragged to a chair before a pen and paper. Known to revise some poems as much as eight times however. Has been seen pulling over in traffic to scribble notes for a poem on the back of a map. Possesses several folders filled with rejections slips.
News of the active writing landscape in the Bay Area filtered out to me in San Diego through the Blue Door Bookstore, which stocked The Poetry Flash. It was not the only reason I moved here though. Other lures included the University of California, Berkeley School of Library and Information Studies and the man I met at the Haight Ashbury Street Fair. But the sheer profusion of artists, especially writers, is a lasting draw.I daylight as an archivist and records manager at a scientific laboratory. Degrees in Library and Information Studies take you to the strangest places.
My favorite topics of conversation are poetry, gardens, and my house. But I have been known to be reasonably conversant on other subjects.
Updated: 6 October 1996