1. So, who's this Adrian person?

* "Adrian is an appealingly demented student in the appealingly demented People's Republic of Berkeley, CA."
- Adrian's ex-girlfriend, who couldn't stand that much dementia after a while.
2. Berkeley? What is this guy, some kind of commie?

* I believe in a libertarian society that absolutely provides equal opportunities for any of its members to succeed, march in pro-Israel rallies while wearing vintage Gestapo boots, believe that wide access to firearms are necessary to a free society but that Americans aren't responsible enough to own them, feel that everyone should have the right to vote but that many people don't treat it with the respect it deserves, and cherish divinity of the common man, but love the Romantic heroes of epics and history. I defy political labels.

3. Vintage Gestapo boots? What is this guy, some kind of Nazi?

* Read above, you twit.
4. So what does he write, anyway?

* I write dreams. Really. For whatever bizarre reason, most of my dreams are in text. All I do is reach out and catch them, and try to write them down in the morning. Most days it doesn't work too well; the dreams are incomplete, or I've forgotten a few of the words that made it flow so magically.
5. Okay, smartass, so what are these dreams about?

* Whatever I happen to dream about. Sometimes there's sex involved; sometimes there isn't. There's usually love of some kind involved, which I think is a byproduct of being between relationships for a few years now.
* There tend to be a lot of elves, cute, fuzzy animal people, and other fantasy creatures involved.
6. Yeah, I noticed that. Why?

* I suspect that it has something to do with having read a tremendous amount of Wulf when I was younger, and devoting a fairly large chunk of my then-puny hard disk to The Magician's artwork. So if you like my fantasy-style writing, give them some of the credit.
* In the case of elves, there's also something particularly special to me about the way I think they're built - light, strong, sleek, graceful, tall, and slightly androgynous - that I particularly enjoy. Then there's the idea of this noble, Romantic race (they're Heroes, really, but not very prolific) reduced to hard, animalistic lust, but that's a whole psychology thesis or something.
7. Why write?

* I can't draw. Really. When I was a little kid, I had a whole bunch of very artistic friends, who could draw rings around just about anyone in school. On the other hand, I could draw rings, but only very lopsided ones after much erasing. So I learned to write, because, barring Presidential testimony, "is" is "is" no matter how bad your handwriting is.
* I have been told that my handwriting has improved, but eh.
8. How long has this been going on?

* I don't really remember. If you mean "How long have you been writing this stuff?", then a few years longer than I've been actually able to legally read what I was writing. Being a highly Lawful Neutral sort of guy when the mood strikes me, I started typing them with the screen turned off, and rigged a beep to the grammar check so I could even do that without looking. I'm nitpicky about spelling and grammar in general, and as a result of that problem, I have a very low error rate in typing. Whether or not that's something to be proud of, I don't know.
9. Who's this Eddie guy?

* Eddie was the main character of a story I started and abandoned quite a while ago. He's your basically decent sociopath with a sweet, pure sense of justice, a huge capacity for anger, a cheerfully morbid sense of humor, and precious little sense of diplomacy. The few readers I had before posting this site loved him, so he's become a recurring character, even if his original purpose is lost.
10. What's with the furry thing?

* "I like people, especially people who aren't afraid to be creative and different, and furry has a lot of them. Oh, yeah, and kittyporn. I do adore the kittyporn."
* To be honest now, it was a phase. I went through a very awkward stage when I was growing up, and when you're 14 and not all too good socially, the furries are a great place to turn for free porn and approval. In some ways I'm really quite grateful to them; in other ways I regret wasting somewhere near six years of my time. I grew up, got better, and got out, though I still hold a soft spot for catgirls.
11. What's with the yaoi thing?

* Okay, this is a long story. Around March or April of 2004, a friend of mine made a small bet with me. He felt that, after a certain level of sophistication, all romantic couplings feel basically the same, with only the bodyparts different, since people feel love and desire in more or less the same ways, just with different targets. Sure, their expressions differ, but the emotions are pretty close. I didn't feel that way, so we decided that I would write a m/m story, submit it for publication somewhere, and we would put forfeits on whether I got in or not. I sent it to the YaoiCon anthology, and whee, it got in, so I lost the bet and went to YaoiCon as the Eternally Lost Catboy (Maybe some of you recognize me. Thanks for putting up with the slowness of marker-and-whiteboard conversations!). I'm finding out that I really like it, actually, as I mentioned under the comment for the story, The Tears of Anael. It's fun, I like it, and I'm not ashamed.
12. Why do you make these foolish bets?

* I don't know. A lot of times I don't mind forfeits that do things that I'm mildly curious about; they give me plausible deniability while I satisfy that urge. Other times I just feel like trying for equally perverse forfeits from my friends.
13. You scare me sometimes.

* That's not a question.
14. Why do you scare me?

* I don't know specifically why, but it happens frequently enough that I can offer some suggestions. Sometimes I come off as a terminally cynical sociopath, but then I turn around and open up with fire-and-brimstone speeches and declarations of absolute, perfect love. The short explanation is that I'm not the cynic I play; I'm a Romantic turned cold and bitter. The Romantic always wins when I can see some hope, though, and I relish it. So when I crush, I crush hard. When I fall, I fall hard. That gets really unnerving sometimes, as does my tendency to be particularly stubborn about things that strike my fancy. Sorry about that. I can be a nice guy, really.
15. Really?

* Yeah. You're free to email me, of course, through the form on my front page, or to chat with me on AOL Instant Messenger or something. You can find me there as 'Crunchly', or on ICQ as 62823846. It does unnerve me sometimes that I know that number better than my phone number.