Progress in Paris

My last trip to Paris – more than a decade ago – I found myself terrified of the café culture. I was completely alone with my inner demons and low self-image. I imagined the patrons seated outside, facing forward toward the street, to be looking at me with disdain. Watching to see if I would dare to enter. Sizing me up. Wondering if I had the gall to consider myself good enough to join them.

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Stumbling Into a Book Launch Party

Grandson of a Ghost launched this week. It feels great to simply have the book out in the world with multiple vendors in multiple formats. As I wrote in an earlier post (The Disconcerting State of Hiding in Public), this book is not "normal" in that I have no plan for an announcement or celebration of the book's release with any of my friends or family. I'm keeping it secret.

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Behind the Dedication: Mining for Buried Memories, Together

The final chapters of Grandson of a Ghost describe the psychotherapy sessions that inspired me to write the book. I never could have done it — nor could I have sustained the effort — without the encouragement and continuing emotional support of my therapist. 

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