Feature photo by David Falconer, Photographer (NARA record: 1427627)
Last week I ran on the Tom McCall Waterfront Park in Portland, Oregon – like I do every other week. I develop my stories on these runs, and this time I thought long and hard about how I’d publish my first trilogy. And at one exhausting point it hit me.
While listening to Frank Sinatra’s My Way, I decided I’d publish it my way.
If you read my ‘Life After Suicide‘ piece – well, this is it. Thanks for following my story.
I became a cocky poet and now you all know it. With no pop, no style, why not show it? I’ll tell a Divine nine stories of suicide my way.
And if you know where time ought to be, you understand there is no beginnings or endings. Just a story that is told your way. But of course, with context I’ll tell it with valuable glory – for the world never to worry.
As I continue with the trilogy, I’ll always remember that waterfront call.
To tell my Divine nine alone, who else better than the gut feelings of its own.
Like my Father who often told me, “it’s best, going at it alone.”
Was it a coincidence Frank reminded me, he too went at it alone?
Self-publishing can be scary. But as I write the worry itself could make me weary.
Let alone how many books will be sold. But I don’t care. I made the call to go at it alone. Not doing it now is more scary alone…
I'm passionate about my story, so I challenge my readers to be as well if they aren't already. I once thought long & hard about the challenges we give ourselves daily, of finding an eternal feeling of joy and abundance. Through inspirational explorations of my past, I attempt to influence others to find theirs. Here on @vehicledigest.net you'll see what allows me to display my enthusiastic lifestyle; whether it be through creativity, elegance, or wit.