My therapist made me do this.
I’ve been sitting on this domain for like three years because I was convinced someone would snap it up and put something pervy on it. Hell, no! If anyone is going to put pervy stuff on the internet and tie my name to it, it’s going to be me. TAKE THAT, Internet.
(JK, I respect your immense power, and hope to never have anything to do with the Dark Web or whatever.)
(Also, if you are looking for anything more pervy than cat photos and the reflections of a thirty-something writer in Toronto, you will probably be disappointed.)
Wouldn’t it be funny if my website was just a collection of blog posts about me getting off my ass and starting a blog only to abandon it immediately and THAT was my blog? It could be an art project or something. I could project it on a wall all night and have drunk college kids scream homophobic things at it. Man, I love all-night art festivals.
Anyhow, I’ve been up to stuff, but I haven’t been updating here, and I should because people actually look at stuff like this, and then will maybe hire me or date me or something. So I will. Please be patient as I populate this with some of my older projects and some of the stuff that is currently in progress.
K, love youuuuuuuuuuuuuu.