My Innermost Self-Mr. Hyde or Dr. Jekyll?
“My devil had been long caged, he came out roaring” (Stevenson 79) “We learned that we had to fully concede to our innermost selves that we were alcoholic”. In the book Alcoholics Anonymous, it states that this is the first step in our recovery. How I learned to concede was a long and tedious process of repeated attempts to regain some form of control and direction in my daily life, while enduring continued failures, and repeated disappointments to myself and those around me


Staring At The Cross Roads... What Do You Do?
“You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream.” ~C. S. Lewis Many years ago, somebody came up to me and asked me what I did for a living, and I answered truthfully: “I’m in a rock band.” She thought it was cool, but I went into a rant about why it wasn’t. “Creative work is definitely more perspiration than inspiration. The constant travelling and playing late night gigs is exhausting. The ‘business’ side of ‘music business’ is a joke,” I fumed. On and on

