Book excerpt: I have found by giving events that are sad, worrisome or whimsical a second glance I could often give it a new look. Even find it a funny bone or give it a sense of humor. My writings have their own rhyme, rhythm and reason for being. An internal tide pushes the thoughts, then pulls...compelling again, drawing my pen to the paper. Just as the moon creates and ebb and a flow, words too wash back then forth tumbling and soaking the page.