Because Demented People Need Love, Too
Part coffee table art book and part memoir, I recount my family's heartbreaking and hilarious journey through my father's dementia.
Ended
Um, so, yeah. We've hit a snag. The publisher I chose kind of, well, sucks. I'm currently in the process of cancelling my contract with them and starting over with a new publisher. The new one, though, shouldn't take long to produce the book, but first I have to make sure I'm completely free from the original publisher. So there's going to be a delay of at least a month or two before I can ship the books. Apologies, apologies, and more apologies. In the mean time, I'll be ingesting my weight in chocolate and bourbon. You might see me rolling down the street one of these days...