Advance Reader Copies (ARCs)

ARCs for The Bird in Your Heart have been passed around in hopes of getting some reviews. Due to being a complete unknown with practically zero credentials in the world of writers, most book reviewers weren’t going to touch this so I offered some to people I met online and also gave some out through the library and a local upholstery and home fashion store. There’s still a few of those copies left if you’re able to read a rough-ish draft.

Bad things happened, an entire run of them that shut me down, caused me to withdraw from everything except my inner self.

One afternoon, in a hammock, I took a photo of myself. Just my legs. But there was no one to send it to. No one to understand.

I needed a sidekick so I sketched an armadillo because they’re crusty on the outside but not within. I made him my butler. Crusoe’s manservant Friday.

We began interacting—my hammock photo speaking to that critter, that critter speaking back.There’s a folder of cartoons somewhere. For now there’s just this one. (LINK)

Eventually after that I began writing novels.

I’m still a hermit, marooned you might say, but leaving my shell more and more—my inner self seeking its freedom through writing.