A story.
More than one way to tell it.

I always thought I would write a book. Exactly how, I didn't know.

Writing paragraphs at a time, pages at a time, requires all my focus. I see it as labour. I rush through my handwriting at the best of times. Short notes—I barely understand my own scribble. I lose patience. My mind wanders. By the time I can actually read what's in front of me, there are three incomplete stories. I've jumped from country to country, city to city. It would challenge a jigsaw press: cut up and pieced back together.

Yet place a set of keys in front of me—whether it be strings or ivory—and I can write a song in thirty minutes. Non-stop. Focused. Thumb the nylon, then the second for reassurance, and before I know it, there's a story waiting to be told. Little effort. Cohesive. Meaningful, if only for me. I have accomplished something.

So I write my book through all media: sound, lyrics, poetry that doesn't rhyme, short stories. Moments of my life that have impacted me as a person and made me, for better or worse, the man I am.

I'm not a fan of crowds. Not a fan of the human race in particular. But I am a lover of souls who spend a slice of time understanding the gift of caring, beyond time, beyond distance. Through many mediums, I try to describe the single greatest gift we all possess: to create with love and care.

For now, I’ve put aside pencil and paper in favour of today’s technology. Think this is easy? You can scratch out a lyric on paper; once it’s burned into 0s and 1s, changing it is a right pain.

I’m not only writing my own story; I’m building the tools to help others write theirs. When I’ve completed this set of tools, I’d love to welcome you to create your very own story—fact or fiction, truth or vision, shared or just for you. Let’s paint our canvas through sound, pictures and words. Until then, this is my story, told using the digital tools we have available to us today.