Of Truth, Response and Consequence...

Right now I’m defiantly staring at the dark, windy city below my writing desk window. I impatiently ache for summer.  But winter lingers on as if to ask if we have had enough yet.  “Ugh”, I scoff.  In that moment of hopeless disgust at something as simple and uncontrollable as the weather, I remember why I decided to write a book. It’s subject is gut wrenching at times and asks us to look unabashedly, unashamed, and with the clearest of seeing at the deep truth of things, using none other than stories of my personal life and the concept of the uncontrollable nature of life itself.

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