In my restless dreams, I find you there.

Hello,

I have something to say. Or rather, something to announce. I have begun writing a novel. I’m quite excited about it and have recently become comfortable enough to share the opening page with you. I will not be enlightening you on the plot or theme of the novel just yet. That will be left for you to decide upon for now.

It will quickly become apparent to you that my choice of strong diction may be a cause for sudden alarm, but I assure you. I have been in a very positive place this past month and overall, have been happy and successful in most of my daily endeavors. Think of this as an artistic exploration and expression of words. I will be posting semi-regular updates on my completion percentage of the novel to this site, along with a few snippets of the story here and there to peak the interest of those present to read them. Most likely no one even reads my posts and I’m fully aware of that. But I don’t care. This all helps make my life enjoyable, so I’ll continue to do it. Once the novel is complete, I will be making it physically and digitally available here on That’s Mind.

Without further ado, here is the opening page of my novel.

“How raw and uncut can I be with you? Am I allowed to bring my exposed flesh to class show and tell? Do you bear false witness to the absence behind my eyes? Or do you prefer sitting with me at thine table, only to acknowledge my existence every once upon a green glimmer, when my eyes arouse your concern?

You’ve become the residue upon my focal lenses. The evaporation which solemnly licks at my rotting, worm-indulged flora. A true fay of medieval invocation. Damn you and everything adjacent to your pretentious lasciviousness. May the amber spirits of olden age find your scabbed husk escorted to earth’s vertex, doused in a substance of soggy, sodden, spiritually bedeviled pestilence. Only then shall my eidolon gallivant amongst the encompassed victors of this lustrous terrace. Whence not even devils shall celebrate thy perdition.

Curses shall not substitute, nor compensate for the paths you have blazed. The vermin that presently dine on my rancid, pink, and purple puss-oozing flesh promote greater peace in my heart than the very thought of you. Long has it been since I was laden in this drab, moldy hole of prisoners. And long shall it be until the day Satan hesitates to exact even the kindest of my hatreds against you and yours. But hear me this, Oh God! Haste comes to the daybreak when the sun is eclipsed, and pure debauchery rolls effortlessly off the lips and hearts of every child. No safety shall be had on that day. As even the most innocent and pure of hearts will enact deeds so vile, God himself will be forced to put a swift end to you, just as he did the city of Sodom.”

Thanks for showing up, reading what I have to say, and just giving a shit in general.

Dan