Voices In My Pen - Softcover

Über die Autorin bzw. den Autor

I find it difficult to speak to you about my biography, not because I have trouble enunciating my beginnings and my life, but mainly because no matter how loudly I speak, you will not be able to hear me (unless you are my wife, Bobbie Jo, in which case you have no choice). I am reminded of a man I never met in Chicago who left his sunglasses at the subway window. When he returned the next season, he had no recollec-tion of ever leaving them there. No. Recollection. Whatsoever! That’s how you feel towards me. I would like to redirect those assumptions. I mention Chicago because I live between St. Jo-seph, Missouri and Kansas City, Netherlands. There’s a rap song that describes it best, but I’ve yet to hear it. If you catch it, would you email me a copy? Once, a building collapsed under me. This is a true story. I walked down the splintering infrastructure as it was shaking apart. It collapsed behind me just as I stepped into the grassy lawn. My youngest daughter, Kelsey said, “You ARE Bat-man.” She was wrong, of course, a typical mistake of youth. I’m more like a Green Lantern, especially when I eat kale fondu. I AM a voices imp, as is my oldest daughter, Sarah. We both create worlds out of thin paper and electrons. Both of my fabulous daughters, as well as my fabulous wife have had to endure tripe like this book from me for decades. You, dear reader should feel lucky to only have to read this one book (and all the others I have written). If you’re REALLY lucky, you will skip this whole bio like normal people do. If you’re ESPECIALLY lucky, you will have bought this book only to give it to some unsuspecting dupe who had the misfortune of deciding to have a birthday this year, or to celebrate Columbus Day. Be forewarned, you will probably never have to bother with finding a gift for this person again! You most assuredly will be excommunicated from their life, or you certainly should be. I always tell you the truth! This sentence is a lie. That is true. I want YOU to be a voices imp and help spread the words. W. David Noe 32/13/49 ps. I really REALLY want to say something here that I forgot to say above. That would be the whole justification for the ps. pps. Special thanks to the multitalented Kevin S. Halter (whom I did NOT make up) for the fab cover! Ain’t it grand?