About Zachary
Author of the Faculty Club book series
About the author
About Me
My journey began as a college professor, and my writer’s core has carried an academic curiosity. Faculties are multi-generational organizations that not only shape careers but also foster personal growth, and each of those facets has fascinated me for decades.
I’ve tried to delve into the intricate web of human relationships in those environments, particularly involving men in the formative years of their careers.
Professors also often interact with non-faculty men around them, both within and outside the campus where they work. The dynamics of all these relationships have been the inspiration for my own writing.
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Most of my characters are in their young thirties, although I have become interested in men who have chosen to initiate university programs for the first time after having had a prior career that did not require a college or graduate degree. Those men can bring a new dynamic to the landscape of university life.
Beyond the ivory towers, I transitioned into a role as a Primary Care physician, working at the Veterans Health Administration, where I developed new insights into the lives of men, which brought me to writing about both veterans and the people some servicemen or women have left behind.
What’s it all about, Alfie?
As I’ve thought about what has driven my interest in being with other men, I’ve come to realize that the relationships I’ve had come in different categories. If I’ve asked other men what they seek in relationships with men, their answers follow the same categories.
Some seek a partner for one or another sexual activity; some say they just seek a general life partner. For me, as for some other men I’ve met, the attraction really starts by wanting to be held, almost being held unconditionally.
The desire to know that loneliness is a thing of the past, I guess, desires some existential end to isolation. If we all know that ultimately the bell tolls for each of us, for me, the desire to be with another man is the desire to know that at least I’ll be held when it starts to ring, that a pair of strong, warm hands will be engulfing me as we each feel the other’s breathing and the beat of the other’s heart. Or at least we’d feel it for now, anyway.