My story begins just like Dickens' "David Copperfield": "Chapter 1. I am born." And then it goes in a completely different direction.
I grew up in the Midwest, moved out to LA in '95, then moved to NYC in 2001 and moved back to LA in 2004.
I used to write for television, but make a living now in real estate. I still write, and keep a hand in entertainment. Two summers ago I helped produce a movie in New Orleans. I love the arts, travel (A couple years ago I completed a month-long, solo journey through Eastern Europe (Prague, Vienna, Budapest Transylvania), live music, movies, and good food.
I'm a bit old-fashioned, but not in the Ward Cleaver sense. I prefer an actual book or newspaper to reading online. I'm not on Facebook (though I may give in soon). I like the convenience of my smart phone, but I don't want to be someone that spends all of their time staring at a small LCD screen, rather than the world around them.
I'm looking for someone who's not afraid to color outside the lines. Someone that's creative. Someone that can explain to me why men have nipples.
