Jul 15, 2021

1976... The maple tree where we boys processed things.

It’s rewarding and humbling to see reviews trickling in.

One of the things I constantly asked myself while writing this story was, "Why do this?" I still can’t answer that question for myself. I do hold to the idea that maybe it’s for Mom and Pop, Garnna, Shelam, Carrie, Danny, Joe, and Lamech? Maybe it’s for the Cooper’s and the other characters in my life? I’m not sure. Those of you that have read it know that it’s not a happy story or one of any sort of groundbreaking knowledge. It’s not a self help book, and it doesn’t answer any questions.

As they say, "I can’t call it - I’m too close to the forest to see the trees."

I feel I’ve reached some finish line but I am unable to say I’m happy about it. I am relieved that the heavy lifting is done; I can say, "I’ve finished this work." But, there’s this little torment within me that keeps pushing, "Get it out there - keep casting the line - throw it as far away from you as you can - ship it - leave it in a crack - give it away - drop it by air - squirrel it where someone will find it!"

I’ve been told to, "Share the burden." So, If you are able, if you care to, if you found something in my story that I can’t see, please go to the following links and share your thoughts.  

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/55376195-the-bird-s-road

https://www.inkshares.com/books/the-birds-road

https://www.amazon.com/Birds-Road.../dp/1950301354

Thanks for your interest and support.

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