The current subject matter is pretty narrow, with the exception of a few deviations, because I want people to understand what it’s like to be incarcerated. Whether you believe prisoners should suffer or not or learn and grow, the bottom line is we are human beings despite our many failings. In the process of writing about our humanity I’ve done my best to avoid whining or complaining but there will always be that vague impression when objecting to the violation of constitutional rights.
As concerned as I am with how readers interpret the intent or purpose of my writing, there will also always be quibblers who cannot be satisfied. If What I write is clear, concise, comprehensible, and achieves my original goal then I’ve done my job.
Having said this, Waiting for the Last Train, is a snapshot of my life. It doesn’t cover everything that has ever occurred in my life. It’s a single perspective of many events. There is much I wanted to discuss but could not for legal reasons, but it was important people read of my life as an adolescent and as an adult. My hope is to reach teens and young adults who think dropping out of school, doing drugs, living recklessly, and disrespecting one’s family is okay. They are not. More than anything it was important I convey that event seemingly insignificant actions have consequences, and these poor decisions dig deep pits with no way out.
In the near future my writing will expand to include an array of subjects of interest to me and relevance to social justice. So be on the lookout for new material and guest posts.