About Me

Hair: Brown

Eyes: Blue

Ugh...I hate writing or talking about myself but since this is my webpage, I know you didn't log on to have me talk about someone else. When anyone gets to know me, it immediately becomes apparent that while not being a  "flamer," I do set off the 'ole Gaydar. With that being said, I also need to point out that I am not the "typical" gay male. 

While I do exhibit some OGT's (Obvious Gay Traits), I also defy other preconceived biases usually ascribed to gay men. Yes, I'll admit to having a near-obsessive adoration of Madonna, Wonder Woman and most strong-willed women in general but on the flip side of the stereotype,  I absolutely despise the bar/club scene; I don't drink; I don't smoke and I can't dance to save my life. This Southern White Boy ain't got no rhythm. And in defiance of the stereotype that all gay men are snazzy dressers who shop at either the Gap or Structure, let me state for the record that I'm a Target kinda guy all the way. 

I would describe myself as middle-of-the-road in my mannerisms, dress and political beliefs. While not a die-hard Liberal, I am also stumped by Gay Republicans. What the hell is that all about? For a white boy from Redneck country, I have, even from an early age, been very interested in Latin, Native American and African cultures. It's also worth mentioning that I only date guys from these three ethnic groups.

Another thing that seems to make me a rarity in the Gay Community, is the fact that I was never out to see how many sex partners I could land. Chalk it up to being raised by my grandparents in a small coal mining town but I've always been driven to find that one man whom I can settle down and have a "normal" life with. Newsflash: it IS possible for two gay men to have a loving, supportive, MONOGAMOUS long-term relationship. I never had a "coming out" moment with my family; I just stopped hiding the fact that I'm gay. It proved to be no big deal, since I didn't have anyone fooled.

Growing up, I was a bit of a loner (still am to some extent) and had a very vivid imagination. I can remember writing stories about characters that I made up. I would act these stories out, usually when I was alone. My love of writing has always been a good escapism for me and has kept me from going insane on more than one occasion.

I was a fair student -- never a flunky nor an honor roll member. I went to college for one year, then moved to the D.C. area. I've lived here off and on for the last dozen years. In high school, I even won first place in the county level of a state-wide young writers contest. That is when I first got an inkling that writing could be my way into bigger and better things.

Even though I haven't nurtured my creative side in almost a decade, I've recently found my "voice" again and I've gotten back into writing.  I primarily work on screenplay treatments and TV spec scripts but I do some poetry/song lyrics as well. Currently, I'm re-visiting two ideas that I documented, then abandoned,  awhile back.

While I don't have a good relationship with either one of my parents, I don't really fault them for the bad mistakes they made with me. They were just way too young and immature to raise a child. My only regret in life has been that I never had anyone teach me how to play sports. I couldn't play a contact sport if my life depended on it. One thing about the next guy I date, is that he needs to be athletically inclined. I tend to be a homebody but I do rather enjoy rollerblading, long walks, jogging, camping, tennis and volleyball. If I could find man into hiking, rock climbing and the willingness to teach me how to do something as simple as throwing a baseball, I'd be one lucky guy.

The End....for now.