I wrote a book. I know because I just held the proof in my hand. Here I sit in Florida writing those words and the thunder is roaring because another summer storm approaches and I just wrote my first book and the weight of it in my palm is the only thing which feels real anymore.

Dramatic, yes. I’m dramatic. Just one of the things I’ve learned to accept on this journey. I wrote a book and it’s live on Amazon right now and the Kindle version is imminent and three people have requested Audible so I better get to getting. This is my reality. One I’ve earned. One I’m grateful for. I wrote a book and it took me five years and even this far along after this much time folks haven’t forgotten. It took a while but they’re still here for it which makes my heart full.

I won’t fill your time with a lot of ramblings about how writing a book makes me feel like I just gave birth or climbed a mountain or slayed a dragon even though it does. I wrote a book. You can read it if you want. It feels like I’ve got my feet in the gynecologist stirrups and the whole world is watching the feed on CNN. It feels like floating spreadeagled like a starfish on a sea which hints at storm. It feels like a roller coaster you’re not ready for. It feels like right where I’m supposed to be right now. Right where I belong.

Some administrative bullshit:

  • HAG is available on Amazon in paperback or Kindle form.
  • HAG will be available on Audible just as soon as I can figure it out.
  • Over the next three days I will publish three chapters on the website for free.
  • I’m researching how to donate a portion of book sale profits to nonprofits focused on elder LGBT care, both physical and mental. Stay tuned. Just one of many big dreams I have these days.
  • You can subscribe to my mailing list below to get free chapters, stay informed about when HAG drops on Audible, or to follow along on wherever new shenanigans take me. Or not. Your choice of course. But I promise darling, if you stay, you’ll never be bored.
  • Thank you. A million times thank you. Writing a book feels great. Been there, done that. What’s next?