Hello Everyone,
I've had a question or two as to whether "The Falling Oak" is fiction or fact. Unfortunately for me, it's fact. Things are pretty much the way I share them there. My situation is declining. How far it will go and the exact reason why we don't know.
I try to keep things just as real there as I possibly can. Understand two things, first, these writing are personal and therefore colored by my emotions which are all over the place now. Two, I intend my wife and children to read this either after my death or the loss of my lucidity both of which could easily happen in a rather short time. So I do not share some things out of respect for them.
Due to the constraints of my illness, the writing of fiction is put on hold indefinitely. When I was on CBD I felt the juices stirring, as it is now I just can't. To my fans I'm sorry. The creative process is literally too hard and painful. I can't. I want to, but I can't. Trying to think in the wrong direction can cause seizures. No thank you.
Cheers,
Darian