The following is an excerpt from ENTANGLED.

Requests have been made for excerpts from ENTANGLED. It’s taken so long so far, and a little longer to complete the business end of the work, my least favorite part. Anyway tongue-in-cheek, I need to be careful…if I include too many excerpts, there will be no book. It’s not a large text. The book is only about 125 pages or so depending on the format of the publisher. A far cry from the monster-sized Mother, Night, and Water. my previous book. I would give you a smiley face here, but I don’t know how to do that. So…..:)how’s that?

The following excerpt is from the Introduction. Later I will include some other entries from the text.
I include this selected, short excerpt to give a little notice about the way the book is set up. It is not a traditional approach. It is something like a memoir, but not a biography. Here goes:


“And a note: the journal/diary entries as stated before, are of course not comprehensive. Also, I rely heavily on research of the impact of childhood abuse and the long term health and psycho-social impact on adulthood. The physical, social, and behavioral health consequences are severe, in particular I’ve drawn on the works of Robert Sapolsky, and Vincent Felitti, M.D., Kaiser Permanente Medical Program, and the Center for Disease Control (CDC).
The text is a collective account using different approaches to the subject matter. Journal entries are pulled from dozens of my journals/diaries over the years and are used only to represent a small history of Janis’s struggle with depression and later, somewhere in this swarm of details, the onset of dementia. And this needs to be said, maybe more than once: this book is focused on Janis’s struggles, and my own, but know this also, there are many, many, happy and loving moments in our lives.
The other parts are a few photos; narratives; an open letter to our children is a summarized history of our lives together; I also spin off in commentaries to expand an effort to explain it all, and offer a sort of spiritual philosophy to these events. The poetry is not inserted for literary critique (probably a good thing), but is a tender expression of its own sort, while providing another insight into our relationship.
Janis is and always was, a joy in my days. I love her unconditionally. She is a bright, shining object in my world. Perky and ready to laugh. Even now, on her best days. She has always provided me with love, laughter, and companionship. So, as this book shows mostly our difficult times and Janis’s battles with mental health issues, depression, and later with dementia, keep in mind, we loved each other and we went through it all together–the good and the bad days. “