What is my mission, my aim? It is to personalize my life's journey, share my experiences both inner and outer through characters that embody friends, family, lovers; stories that reflect the world and its preoccupation with complication, rage, and humor. It's dangerous out there. I make fun, but it scares me. And so I write on.

I grew up in a conservative community in upstate New York, went to a Catholic seminary where I experienced not only the fear of God but the fear of Father Gibbons. I left after a couple of years, not because of Father Gibbons but because I liked girls. I then went to Public School where I discovered acting. Ironically, the theater saved my soul, along with the girls.
I moved to New York City during the time of the Vietnam War, Martin Luther King, Bobby Kennedy, and the year that Sir Laurence Olivier redefined 'acting' and did a Polaroid commercial. What a shock! I got an apartment on East 10th Street, grew my hair to my shoulders, got wire rimmed glasses, and dove into the sixties --- drugs, sex, and alcohol. Oh, yeah, I fit some theater in there somewhere with a workshop with the Open Theater, various parts in Off- off Broadway plays, Shakespeare in the Park, even a crazy rendition of Iphigenia in Aulis at the Young Vic in London; started doing commercials, films, and TV. Eventually I got a job on Broadway. That only took thirty years. I got married somewhere along the way, had two great children, and now I am an old white guy picking up the pieces of a long-lived life that for some reason I am grateful for.
My writing reflects these times, the inner life as well as the outer. I find out more about myself and the world around me with every piece of writing. It's not that shocking, I guess, but I enjoy it, even the violence that shows up on the page once in awhile. Maturity has provided a rich history of ups and downs, reliance, compassion, and love.

So, what is my world view? I hate it and I love it. Is that stupid or what? Well, I have no better answer at this point. I struggle for resolution in my writing, a good, strong ending, but I haven't really discovered that perfect ending yet either, but maybe that's in my future; I know the ending will not answer the problems of our country, but maybe wake up an audience to what brings us together. Whatever it happens to be, values rule the day, I guess; the struggle between right and wrong. Virtue, you know? Virtue.