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Monday, August 29, 2011

Marfa, TX


A few months ago I did a road trip with my beautiful Jen to Marfa, TX. We went to see the Railroad Revival Tour: Mumford & Sons, Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes, and Old Crowe Medicine Show. It was a spiritual journey. Seven hours of driving just to hear music in the desert night. We stayed in a tiny bungalow in Alpine, near the tracks... waiting for a train to come. I cannot do justice to the experience we had listening to the music cascade through the desert night, under the stars of Marfa. There were fires back then, that burned and burned. It made the place look like a moonscape and the stories that must have come from that travesty, I can only imagine. But in even the darkest of hours, the world is beautiful. Look as this image, and you will see what I mean. Fire. Horrible, tragic, devastating... and beautiful.

Friday, August 5, 2011

607 pages

607 pages. That's the first two volumes of my book. I look back on this blog and remember when I first mentioned that I had begun my work. And here I am, all this time later, and there are 607 pages done in my first draft. It's bittersweet, being a writer. So much of me went into those pages... so much emotion and story to tell that I am close to the words. A bit too close, I think. Because now that I am on the edge of posting it for the Kindle and the Nook within a few weeks, I am about to be exposed as a writer, for better or for worst. What if no one reads it? What if the words fall flat and it is revealed that I cannot write? Putting my work out there for the world to see is a dangerous thing to do. But I will do it anyway. I have to. If even one person I will never meet reads my book, finds the words have meaning to them, is moved or affected... then the labor will have been worth it. I ask for just one: just one reader that understands the words. Then, and only then, will I leave this world having done something of lasting value. Here is the title page as it stands today. And tomorrow I begin the last volume. Three books for the world to see... bittersweet.

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