Real Bio: Hi I'm Nate I like writing so maybe go read my writing

Literary Bio: For the last twentyoneish years I've been bummin around this blessed, godforsaken Earth — but one day much sooner than I am apt to expect, I won't be above ground any longer (deader than hell). So methinks to meself, all this crap I produce deserves a place to exist untethered from the body. So here it is, all wrapped up on the goddamn internet. Anyhow, my name is Nathaniel Kenn Berg - just Nate will do. Sometimes I write, build wooden structures (houses and barns I aint no woodworker), draw astoundingly poorly, play instruments, fail to seduce the artistic muses, box like Frazier, drink cheap whiskey, and travel in search of feasts and jazz music. I'm in love and so is she, lucky me. Right now i'm on the road, but oneday I oughtta come home sooner or later to the U.S. of AMERICA. And I am not a true poet because one day I wouldnt mind having a real job with the life insurance and the picket fence and all that yaddayadda.