: About Me

Formed in the Void in the late 60's, pen & pencil firmly in hand, I entered a world of creativity and passion. Always with stories to tell, drawings to produce and and alarming need to show all this stuff off to the world, publishing came naturally. With a diploma in Animation and a few scripts under my belt, along with nibbles for my own series, it's been exciting times for sure. Now all I have to do is remain sane enough in my Joe job to LAST until the old Ship Comes In!

Spend a lot of time between all that flurry of making stuff to: read, watch movies, play role-playing games, go to Grrl dances and GLBTQ sponsored events in town. Enjoy the outdoors, animals, plants, cooking and all kinds of music.

My passion is ...

Independant Women's Comics & comics in general

I know too much about ...

Early Celtic literature and mythos

My parents always told me ...

to keep drawing

My childhood ambition ...

to be a Veterinarian

My favorite memory ...

Rolling around in a bunch of milkweed fluff wearing brown corderoy pants. There's nothing like being 11 for living!

Why I write ...

I seem physically glued to the keyboard. It's either this or play Tetris all day long...

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

Larry Niven's "Ringworld", "Robot Chicken", Colleen Coover "Small Favors"

My first job ...

Babysitter & painter extraordinaire!

My best moment ...

Dancing like a maniac with my first crush at a Sprit of the West Concert. Heaven :-D

My inspiration ...

My Mom & Dad (really :-), Roberta Gregory, C.J. Cherryh, Elizabeth A. Lynn, Charles de Lint

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The tragedy of love

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Heart's Tattoo I remember Seeing drawn, vivid colour On tightened skin. Did it hurt, I asked him When tribal lines, joined by chrysanthemums, Fish, dragons, Letters, Twisted loop of star-symbol, First capered over muscular planes and hollows. "It hurt- It hurt, But not as much As when she left me. When that needle dragged bloody pain Over tight skin Again And again I lost myself in it, Drained my rage into nerves' scream Peace dripping into raw eyes And reddened shreds of hurt" I know. I remember. When my insides twisted into burning knots of hollowed Despair. The needle couldn't hold a ca...

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