Blank Canvas, How I Reinvented My Life After Prison

1ST LOOK AT MY BOOK COVER!

After 5 Years, 8 Drafts, lots of crying, and cursing. Lot’s of reliving the absolute worst moments of my life. Each draft going deeper, each draft getting closer to Truth, my memoir will be published in Spring 2021.

People ask me, why “Blank Canvas?”

Here’s why. For context, this takes place inside Federal Prison.

The education building is quiet, Ed and I are the only inmates walking down the hallway. The freshly mopped floor reflecting the fluorescent lights above. The camp counselor is in his office, behind a wall of glass, staring at a computer monitor. The whiteboard behind him is marked with new arrivals and pending releases. The new arrivals are in red, the pending releases in blue.

Another four months or so, and my name will be in blue.

Ed walks with slightly rounded shoulders. His belly, the product of an Oreo addiction, pulling them forward. Silver hair and glasses, wisdom in his eyes, he manages to look distinguished even in prison greens.

We’re talking about what I am going to do, what plans I have. I’m sharing my fears about life on the outside, the unknown future. Who I was no longer exists. What will I do with my life?