You've gotta start somewhere....

To me, many of the best stories start from the clear view of the end, looking back. I've been waiting for some imagined time along this road when I would have enough perspective, enough clarity, enough time and peace of mind, and above all else, enough hope to make this story really good. I'm not there yet. But Max is seven and it is time. Certain very powerful forces of great wisdom and compassion (and Leo-ness) have made this clear to me. Not a whole lot else is clear. I am in the thick of it, and I have a two year old daughter Bridget who very rarely lets up on me for long for projects like this. In fact, she's at the end of her rope already from this brief beginning. But you've got to start somewhere, and I have begun...