Author - Songwriter - Musician
This is me
My work centers on strong emotion: happiness, sadness, humor, anger and, most recently, a serious sense of injustice. There is an element of truth in everything that I write. My method of creativity involves a moment of life followed by feelings whirling around inside me, becoming more and more chaotic before finally spilling out onto the page.
Sometimes words are inadequate to express a certain level of passion and that is where music comes in. Lyric and melody intertwine to create a depth of emotion that could never be captured by the standalone written word.
I grew up in a rural area of Northern Wisconsin. I was loved by family and loathed by those I longed to call friend. This created an adult version of me that is a strange mix of a deep sense of inadequacy clothed in a surprising measure of confidence. I think this dual personality comes out in many of my characters, whether they are a reflection of who I am or who I would like to be. In similar fashion, my music also will introduce you to someone I like to refer to as one of the the most arrogant, insecure people you will ever meet. I hope you like her.
short stories
Poetry
World white and blinding
No smells no sun no sound
Cold.
Schoolbus sliding stopping
Lights flash doors open arm extended
Protection from traffic that isn’t there
Silence shattered, boys spill out into the snow
And cold.
White in the air on the ground over boots past knees
Gleefully playing on the mountain of white
In the cold.
Hurry hurry hurry down the driveway
Towards the house through the drifts
Pond frozen over, head of a lone cattail
Spring trying to break free
It’s too cold.
Faces numb and tingling
Stung by wind by frozen flakes of white
By cold.
Almost there almost home
One more drift to conquer
Struggle on vision fighting frozen lashes
Up the stairs through the door blessed warmth
Out of the cold.
