Written In Blood
I am a reinvention. Life can be like that. I had a couple of strokes and my memory is full of ghosts and black holes. Yet, some things are crystal clear as a pristine blue sky.
I know I was once a poet and a children’s book writer. Those skills have not abandoned me, just the memories of what the Hell I wrote. I am still working on piecing together my Swiss cheese past, but mostly I am writing myself back into existence.
There are no holes in my encounters with Bigfoot. I have met Bigfoot many more times than once. He is my Guardian, my concrete island on which I stand. One can’t compromise with truth, to do so is paramount to spiritual and mental suicide. I am not suicidal, just the opposite in fact, I plan to make it a lot further than most.
Richard Rensberry, author
Discover more from Author Richard Rensberry
Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.
Author Richard Rensberry 
Beautiful writing.
It’s good to hear you’re doing better.
LikeLike
Hi Rachel. Nice to hear from you. This computer stuff is quite challenging, took me two days to find my dashboard, but here I am. Hope I can find my way back now and again. When I do, I’ll come find you.
LikeLike
Hi Rachel. Good to hear from you. This computer stuff is a challenge, it took me two days just to find the dashboard, but here I am. I hope to find my way back now and again, when I do I’ll come and find you. Soon, I hope.
LikeLike