Finding Truth in Writing
I’m a young man in an old man’s body, trying to catch up to myself, trying to find pieces of me I left back in a disconnected youth and the early years of manhood. I’m a stereotype of many in my generation who can play the ‘blame game’, yell ‘foul’, and ‘let’s start over’. But, we are what we are, the sum of all the scary kid-emotions we experienced, the gin mills and piano bars that became our sandboxes of pleasure – lotus eaters of the best (or, worst) kind, the love affairs that did not quite settle us down, the sad poetry and songs written in bars and motels along the way… A Dreamer! A Wanderlust! The world needs such fools as we to write our books, our poetry, our songs, to offset the madness that plagues the soul…truth be known, I ate some emotional soup as a kid and have spent a lifetime trying to digest it.
I’ve written twenty books, over three hundred seventy blog posts, in search of those pieces left somewhere in many parts of the globe. You can preview my books on the next page. There’s even a Blog page…all my posts are not showing on this recently created blog page, but, if you want to read more, go to my official blog site and check out the archives:
Writing for me is therapy for the soul.