The obituary I wrote for my grandfather is live.

Didn’t plan on one of the few times I’ve been published since the first book being my grandfather’s obituary, but I’m glad I’m the one to write it. He would’ve wanted it; I can only hope, still, to live up to his belief in me.

I can’t let my wall down: it’s all that’s holding me up.

GOD GAMES – The Kills

The essence of everything I love about Mosshart and Hince distilled in a single face-ripping, soul-baring set. Heavy rotation on my many nighttime trips of back and forth along the backroads and byways. Seven years is a long wait, but if this is what emerges, I’ll gladly an eternity.