I am a writer and a lawyer, separate worlds overlapped by language and passion.
I left the intersection of creativity and the real world as a lawyer, needing to make a living. Twenty-eight years of nagging by my artistic soul, I return, a writer.
I respond to this day with the great Yes, thanks to my good friends Tim Conroy and Kathy Harvey.
I enjoy telling my story, finding my voice. A front windshield mentality leaves me with no regrets that I started writing so late in my life. Continuing to live in both worlds, I now seek the truth and the Truth. Together, I find happiness.
Writers and lawyers tell stories. They paint a picture in a reader’s head. They wrestle with the word. They use active tense, short sentences, and limited adverbs. They expound with literary devices, dialogue, and descriptive detail. They read, read, read.
They seek precision. They confront the human condition and reflect the human spirit. They know words and ideas do change the world.
A lawyer, calculating, silver-tongued, laser-focused on reality, understands the constraints of facts. A lawyer’s work product, intellect. A lawyer’s objective, truth.
A writer, moody, bohemian, subject to brilliant inspiration, aloof, and soulful, seeks liberation from the tyranny of facts. A writer pursues the unknowable soul and writes to fill the human race with passion. A writer’s work product, a verse in the play of Life. A writer’s objective, Truth.
