Writers are a courageous lot. So often embattled by confusion, distraction, and persistent dissatisfaction, they fight through the pain, sweat, and tears, as well as the unforgiving blinding glare of the blank page, to bring their thoughts forth. As the internal war rages, they are capable of great victories and great defeats. Yet, in the face of creative adversity, those who choose to break free and follow the beacon of truth, emotion, and passion have the indefensible power to emancipate themselves—and thus the reader, with their bravery and well-chosen words—a singular, yet shared freedom of being truly beholden to no one, and nothing, except their soul that calls to them.
Love Exists in the Darkness
With the well-publicized and not too distant deaths of Kate Spade and Anthony Bourdain, as well as the recent death of entertainer Charo’s husband Kjell, three more beautiful souls, among many, are sadly added to an ever-growing and ceaseless list of suicides. Given this ongoing and pervasive issue, which exists regardless of age, race, money, religion, status, or celebrity, I was compelled to write and share this piece.
