I was released from the hospital in February 2014. Between then and October, I wrote NOTHING. It was a period marked by pain and fatigue, punctuated by despair (which took the shape of homelessness and other challenges). Now, FINALLY, I’m turning the corner, and… it’s time to go zero-to-hero.

In July of 2013, after completing LITTLE BIG MAN, I went into the hospital for one “routine” surgery. Thus began a year of hell. Here are some of my writings from this period of darkness, many influenced by being blasted out-of-my-mind on Dilaudid. Ultimately, these are the precursor to Rebuilding The Machine.