Marks But No Memory

About the Book

My life began at Queen of Angels Hospital. A rather appropriate name when you consider the city that I was born in . . . namely, Los Angeles. I was raised in Orange County and have spent my entire life within a comfortable seventy-five-mile radius of that same hospital, which, of course, is no longer there. After all, life in SoCal is nothing if not transitory. As a frustrated musician, or more accurately, drummer, and aspiring lyricist, I’ve spent most of my life attempting to craft the perfect “concept album.” What lies within these pages is the result . . . sans music of course. This book is first and foremost, a love letter written from a father to and for his daughters. In that vein, I have attempted to capture their collective essence and robust, romantic spirits. After doing that I then dropped them into the middle of a fantasy land that’s well . . . mostly fiction. The clues to unraveling the mystery of this tale are hidden within the lyrics and illustrations at the beginning of each chapter. I hope that you enjoy the journey but remember . . . nothing is ever what it seems!

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