The Road Behind Me
In 2005 I decided to write a short-story for my children who, by this time, were in their late teens/early twenties, that offered some insight into a portion of my earlier life. One that they often asked me about. Because that life included my daliance into drugs and living on the edge I would avoid the specifics until as such time I deemed it prudent to give them some details without the fear of their assuming such experimentation into an alternate lifestyle can’t be all that bad because dad did it!
The story I wrote is essentially The Road Behind Me, with one difference: in their version the personage of Hannah was not included. This was both intentional and unconscious. Intentional because I thought it wise to not garnish my tale of a love I had for a woman who wasn’t their mother, and unconscious because, in all fairness, Hannah had become buried deep in the recesses of my mind many, many years earlier. This was done so I might move forward and forego the broken heart that can be so debilitating.
As delineated in the book, the chance meeting of a young woman working at a supermarket who remarkably resembled a young Hannah, inspiring me to search for her on social media, caused a chain of events that demanded I rewrite the story but with full disclosure of the impact and importance this young lady had on my life. My short story, The Road Behind Me, more than doubled in length and acquired a sub-title: The Lie of Hannah.
Even though it is not protracted in comparison to a normal novel, it was still a Herculean task to me since I had never delved beyond the threshold of a short-story: meaning anything more than 15-20 pages. I have always believed so many books would be much more enjoyable if all the fluff and fill were removed. But that’s just me.
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PRINT LENGTH: 98 pages
PUBLICATION DATE: April 17th, 2016
FORMAT: Kindle, paperback
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Excerpt from the book
In the summer of 1974, I ventured from the little suburban town in northern New Jersey where I was raised, to Anaheim, California, then back again a year later, hitchhiking most of the way. This story is about my life’s journey both before and during that memorable trek, why that sojourn was not by choice, but out of necessity, and the amazing adventures life presented to me along the way. It is also about the lie that put me on the road, the reason the lie existed at all, and how it caused heartache that I dealt with during each event I experienced. Mostly, it is a story of unrequited love and the lengths to which a man would go to vanquish the demons of painful memories.