After months of hewing at tough sections, crafting structure, chiseling detail, and shaping story…

During the writing process, I’ve experienced deep belly laughter from the memories of hilarious escapades, and I’ve been reduced to tears recalling the triumphs and tribulations of fighting for a life.

This meager spine and its thin papered cover has skidded down the ways into unknown waters. The contents framed within are now exposed for the world to view. Now we will see where these new tides and fresh breezes lift us to.
I invite you to read my story and witness that a journey into an inky sky and a desolate sea can reveal something beautiful. 

Onwards We Go…

Music: Beirut The Rip Tide