Prologue

This is the story of a person in love. In love with life, with death; with the sky, the earth; with their friends, with one particular person. It's a love story, but it's also a story of discovery, of grief. It contains elements of horror, a good deal of comedy, and dustings of poetry. There's sex, too, if you like that in the books you consume.

I've always wanted to write a book, but had no idea what about. I'm not entirely sure how I decided on this. I may discover the how and why as I go, much like my protagonist.

Thank you for joining me on his journey.

I don't know where this will go, or how often I may be able to update, but I do know I'm here and I'm doing this.

Yes, I'm working under a pseudonym: You don't know me, and if you do, you don't.

I welcome discussion, constructive criticism, and also exultant praise.

And I cannot guess what we'll discover

When we turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels

But I know our filthy hands can wash one another's

And not one speck will remain

"Soul Meets Body", DCFC, Plans, 2005