Here is what the book looks like. You will be able to buy one from Waldenbooks on Sept 12. Come out and support me

An excerp from my new book
Love Letters
Prelude
Life is not always fun, nor is it predictable. It is hardly predictable even when we humans try to control it. Or, we think we are controlling it. Life comes and goes. Ebbs and flows. Ins and outs. Hard to predict such unpredictable stuff. Here I am near the end of my college career thinking that I knew exactly who I was and what I wanted and where I was going. Talk about missing the mark on those three questions! Well, I most certainly did. But, as I ponder over my present situation, I find myself in a not altogether bad predicament. Just different. Just not what I expected. And this thing about learning who I am, well, I do not believe I have arrived at any complete understanding, mind you, but I certainly know more than I did when I left high school. What’s funny is that I truly believed that I needed to get away from home in order to do any serious self-discovery. The irony is that the further I traveled from home, the closer I came to it.