ABOUT
Alistair McHarg
writer
writer
The human experience is inherently absurd; if you’re not laughing you’re not paying attention. We are all distracted by the same preposterous vanities; we all miss the point. Our visit is brief; leaving the campsite in better condition than it was in when we arrived must take precedence over all else.
I am a husband, father, manic-depressive, recovering dipsomaniac, author, poet, cartoonist, and performer. My life has been spent in social, emotional, psychological, and geographical extremes. Fate, fortune, and strange circumstance immersed me in a host of experiences scrupulously avoided by most. Ironically, these ordeals have been the key to almost all my spiritual growth.
Alistair McHarg
Contact me via e-mail.
I am a husband, father, manic-depressive, recovering dipsomaniac, author, poet, cartoonist, and performer. My life has been spent in social, emotional, psychological, and geographical extremes. Fate, fortune, and strange circumstance immersed me in a host of experiences scrupulously avoided by most. Ironically, these ordeals have been the key to almost all my spiritual growth.
Words are my tools, truth, however difficult, is my quarry, and humor is the sweet spot on my racquet. I adore the language and delight in giving it a rigorous workout. Entertainment is paramount but my work is rarely frivolous. I attempt to reveal the splendid shambles of life as it actually is; tragic, funny, unbearably beautiful.
Alistair McHarg
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