Memoirist, songwriter & recovering nihilist.
Follow my writing via my Moody & Gay Substack & my music on BandCamp
After releasing 3 albums and performing in the alternative scenes in New York City, where I am from, as well as in Los Angeles, where I relocated in 2021, I have shifted my focus back to my first love of writing, for which I originally received my fiction degree from Eugene Lang College of the New School University 20 years ago.
I have begun passionately with a collection of essays on my Substack titled 'Moody & Gay' - which I plan to turn into a full-length collection about being a queer, bipolar artist.
So far, my favorite memoirist is Melissa Febos, who I find not just virtuosic but compelling, brave, and revelatory in her work. I aim to grow into such writing myself.
But I grew up reading fiction that also blurred the lines of memoir and perhaps would've been considered such if the genre had been more expansively considered then and I loved Edmund White's work.
He perfectly combined high class, extremely personal literature with graphic sexual scenes in a matter of fact, and vulnerable way that no other queer author of his time was doing. Not only was it all great art, but he helped a generation of men not just with his work but his activism. He recently passed away at 85 after working well until the end and I'm grateful to have shared a meal with him a decade ago to let him know just how much he meant to me.
In the short time I've written memoir, it has helped reveal parts of myself to me that I have hidden and if I can learn to craft what I expose in a way that helps someone like these authors have helped me - I will be an extremely grateful author.
I’ve revisited my first love of writing by starting a memoir project called ‘Moody & Gay’, exploring the stories of my life gay, bipolar man.
Exploiting Myself (unsuccessfully)
How to Make A Diamond
By falling in love with an HIV positive man, 6 months after exiting a mental hospital with two feet still in the closet.
My Week in South Oaks Mental Hospital
A Freelance Production in Soho [NSFW]
Imagine finally sharing your most personal creation only to hide behind your sex appeal (and still failing...
How I learned no one was going to save or fix me, I had to do it myself.
How I learned that Sex Work should be left to the professionals
A memoir project, one story at a time.
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