What resides inside the mind of a writer initially isn’t what usually the polished pretty product that the reader’s eyes get to experience. Something is always sacrificed in order for the process of creation to manifest full circle. That lost rawness is usually best left in the dust that gets wiped up by the hand of a bigger picture thinker or you get what you see here inside my most recent chapbook 21
Reasons/Lies, an abrasive harsh conjuncture of reality married into its therapy. Which was in part a portion of the intention of such an action, at least in this instance.
As great as it sometimes feels to get that release, it often becomes overlooked that possibly there are those who will feel stung by its bite or bleed from the wound of its words. As a responsible writer, one would retract and apologize for such things and observe as everyone moved along all happy and shiny and shit as they began their daily jog through their safe haven life. But part of me is that prick who speaks without care of consequence, without fear of not being everyone’s cup of tea. I tend to walk the path less taken and find my bliss inside those moments I tend to be the most lost. But WAIT, before anyone mistakes anything here, let it be clarified that thus far no such complaints have been lodged here about 21
Reasons/Lies nor would it require that much before admitting someone would not be wrong in speaking up with such a complaint. Except here in the reality of the world that I was born into and have had to walk through, there will be no such apologies made for me peeling back the veil and sharing the hell blessed upon this existence since its conception. Suck it up buttercup, no one gets out alive, but possibly there may be a bandage in your mother’s bathroom cabinet next to the Flintstone vitamins long since past expiration.
However, what this comes down to is that I feel that I can create an overall better product that better representation of my abilities, thus, the current editions will run until the 25th paperback has left Amazon. At which time, a re-release of 21
Reasons/Lies will occur. There will be in the final product 21 poems vs the current 16. and two of the “more harsh” poems will be removed from circulation. Those first 25 copies, well, they’re a sound investment if my writing ever materializes into popularity thus generating a lasting value for readership. Long shot probably, but we only live once, and only once can we dream and try to manifest that dream into the infinite sadness referred to commonly as reality.
To make identifying these 25 copies easier, the cover will also change. Look forward to a revealing of that new 21
Reasons/Lies cover in the coming week or weeks depending upon how long it takes to generate the sales of a book with little promotion and zero advertising. (Those luxuries are currently being preserved and reserved for the full-length poetry collections.)