I wrote this book for anyone who knew what kind of night they’d be having simply by the way a parent breathed or walked into a room. I hope this story meets you where you are hurt and helps you find healing, because that's what it did for me. This was the book I needed when I was younger, and that’s why I wrote it.

I keep telling myself that publishing my catalogue of books will be like blogging. And no one will find them or read them. It'll just be me, sitting by a campfire, telling my stories to the vast universe. Thank you for proving me wrong.