Works In Progress
I'm not certain if this section is for you or more for me. Maybe I needed to be held accountable to my craft. Maybe I needed to create free, corny, book covers with an online template just for kicks. Maybe I need a lobotomy, I dunno. Either way, here are some things you can promise to buy, then conveniently "forget" when they are published.
143 Cashmere Street
A Story of Love and War (But I Repeat Myself)
A novel about a young man named Phillip, who moves to Greensboro, NC with his father after his mother left them a few years earlier. There, Phillip meets brothers, John and Edward Bramble and their mother, Emilia. A story of misplaced love, loyalty, lies, coming of age, and the damage mental illness has on the families and friends of those afflicted.
Closet Full of Busted Boots
A Collection of Short Stories on the Human Condition
I really enjoy pontificating about seemingly pointless things. For example, when I was making coffee the other morning, I was reminded that my father had a "three scoop" system for coffee that rendered it weak and tasteless. I remember that because anytime I drank real coffee, he always said it tasted burnt. It wasn't. But why? That's the kind of things you'll find in this book. Plus stories about getting caught up in a political uprising in Mexico. Non-fiction and from the heart.
You Can't Drink Yesterday's Milk
A Collection of Poetry
Pretty self explanatory. I'm not in a rush on this one. This book will unfold as organic as those overpriced bananas you buy at Whole Foods to hide that fact that deep-down inside you're a terrible person.
BREAD AND CIRCUS: A Critique of Morality
A Philosophical Look at the State of Egoism Disguised as Moral Progress
Philosophy was my first true literary love. I minored in the classics during both of my attempts to finish college. My son's middle name is Emerson, to further my point. I wrote a book when I was nineteen-years-old on morality and metaethics, and actually got interest from a publisher. Thank God it never saw the light of day, because who wants to read moral philosophy by a teenager. With gray hair, and hopefully wisdom, now, it is time. This may be the last book anyone buys from me. But in the words of moral philosopher Immanuel Kant, "If the truth shall kill them, let them die."