A life well lived leads to lots of stories. I have a bunch of train stories to tell. In my debut book, A Train Called Forgiveness, I mix some of my train stories with my childhood as a victim of an abusive cult. I like to think the result is unique.
There’s more. There’s a lot more.
Recently, I wrote a series of confessional poems about some of the crazy stuff I did in my late teens and throughout my twenties. Trains play a significant role. I’ve rode more than 50,000 miles on Amtrak trains, and many more miles if you add in all the Greyhound buses. I have stories to tell.
Trains aren’t really the point. It’s the things that happen to us in life that make for the stories we tell. I’ve hitchhiked hundreds of miles, drank too much, loved too hard, had sex in unusual places, smoked too many cigarettes, driven too fast, and been to most every state and major city in the United States.
I’ve got stories. Train stories. I’ve tasted failure, success, life, and death.
I have stories to tell, and tell them I will. In time, you’ll find more short stories in my writing mix. They’ll come in many forms: poems, songs, essays, pictures, and in the wail of a guitar or the simple moan of a blues harp. – dse
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