About Me

I am simple, except when I'm complicated.

The name of this journal was derived from the refrain of the song "Head Like a Hole" by Nine Inch Nails. The blackness in my soul was my self-hatred, my depression, and my despair.

I set out here simply to give vent to thoughts and ideas that might be inappropriate in other venues, ideas that I knew well would cause me trouble at home and work. I wanted confirmation that I was not alone. I needed affirmation that I wasn't crazy.

I write personal journal entries, I write complete fictions and I write things that blend the two. I never know what to expect, exactly.

In the course of writing Black As My Soul, my life and circumstances have changed dramatically. I choose to see this journal, this outlet, as part and parcel of my personal development.

I am of the firm belief that sex is not only OK, but good and necessary. Orgasms are healthy. Consenting adults should have the right between them to choose their sexuality and the expression of it.

I live in a suburb of St. Paul, Minnesota, USA, with my fiancée and our two Cairn Terriers.