Highschool nerd --spent every evening in the stacks of some library identifying with Kafka, Satre, Knut Hamsun (HUNGER), Nietsche, Camus. Got locked in the Northeastern University stacks once at night. Felt my way out to the main desk and SCREAMED. Took Green line home to Newton. No key to house. Threw stones on window till they let me in. After that they gave me a key. Not a normal childhood, but books were my brothers and sisters. My family was kind. I had a happy imaginary childhood. I played the violin. Was in the Harvard-Radcliffe Symphone  3rd desk on the outside, if you please. Started playing in 3rd grade. Used to show off in window, while my friends played outsiide, sashaing Vivaldi, sayshaying while friends gawked for about my 2 seconds of fame. It was theater. I hated and loved it. Interested in sounds and words. Need to interact with interesting people. Boston is a gold mine -- the world is opening up.

Junior Fullbright in college sent me to Germany. Harvard MAT got me good jobs. When I moved to Amherst, MA I bought a horse named Zack. We won 1st place in Ingate Farms Horseshowand lots of ribbons. I am a certified massage therapist. Runner up for fiction story in "The Optimist," editor of "Peregrine" for 3 years in variabbly fiction and poetry. Publishing one book, "Hunter Moon" on line in Wilderness House Literary Press. Published numerour stories and poems on line an in journals. Editor of Eden Waters Press.