"I awoke to him standing at the foot of our bed. It was God it was my father it was him who gives me my name."
To make an understatement, the creative process is a strange, slippery thing. I didn't know who the man actually was, and more importantly I didn't know why he was there or what he wanted to say. So I spent some time thinking about it. I asked him who he was, why he was there, and what, exactly, did he want? The answers were not at all forthcoming, but I was getting a...vibe. The more I thought about the cloaked figure the more I realized he wanted to address the central thing that has haunted me for the last ten years of my life: my inability to do what I want to do more than anything, which is to write.
I decided to tell the story of these last ten years to myself. The story involved a lot of denial, blame-shifting, multiple addictions, etc. all in a failed pursuit to reach out and grab a hold of my dreams. Rightly or wrongly I assume that a lot of people are like me, and that they would enjoy reading someone else dwelling on their failures and giant mistakes, and so it is now available for purchase on Amazon.com.
You can buy the Kindle version for 99 cents by going here. Don't forget you can still read a Kindle book even if you don't have a Kindle, here are instructions for downloading the Kindle software, for free, onto your computer.
The paperback copy is $6.99 and will be available any day now, and you can click this link to sign up to receive an email when it becomes available.
The first five people* who promise me to write an Amazon review (as long as they promise to be unflinchingly honest) will receive a free paperback copy of the book. It's all of 50 pages, you can manage.
Also sign up and follow me on Twitter as I will be doing a Twitter give away as well.
|Cover design by Jessica DesLongchamp|
*You are excluded from this giveaway if your last name either rhymes with or actually is "DesLongchamp" because how tacky would it be to have a raving Amazon review by someone with my last name? Very.