The Lonesome Road (Trailer #2)

The Lonesome Road is out! Here is trailer number two for it! If you want to find out more about the book or order a copy click on the link below!

https://www.5310publishing.com/book/thelonesomeroad

The world is barren and lost. Only the buildings that cast tall shadows remain as the street stand silent, ridden of all human life. But one man still walks, with no knowledge to what happened to the world, the people in it or him. To find the answers he is searching for, the Wanderer must walk a Path that will determine his own fate. One night, while seeking shelter in an abandoned house, the last man on Earth gets a knock on his door.

Is evil just evil? Is good merely good? Or are those sides just a matter of perspective? All people have an agenda, all people search for hope, but only the few have the strength to live it!

The Path exacts a heavy toll, be careful as the price of walking it may be your soul.

The Lonesome Road (TRAILER) Out now!

I am so happy, my first official book is out! I hope some of you will take interest, that you will dare to take it on and perhaps not judge it too harshly. I spoke for days now about it, I bet you are sick of hearing about it. So here it is, a little trailer I made, hope you like it and I hope you dare to take on this adventure i made. Enjoy and thank you!

Find out more and get your copy of ” The Lonesome Road” here: https://www.5310publishing.com/book/thelonesomeroad

The Lonesome Road(AMA)- Meet the Wanderer

The Wanderer himself is a representation of one’s lost mind, one whole piece what we all possess. There is a reason why the Wanderer is faceless, practically nameless for a reason. To make a blank looking character, with the problems of many, was my intention in the first place for one specific reason. So each and every one of you who read the story can easily put themselves in his place, as all who struggle with depression, lost identity and the anxious feeling of carrying the burden that crushes our soul, will find it easy to connect with such character.

I walked alone. Through the shadows that the tall buildings cast, like giants watching over the once vivid and song-full city, but now just as a reminder of some past times, they stand tall, relics of an ancient order, such as I am myself. Those buildings and the entire world which surrounded me felt new yet familiar. I couldn’t feel a cold breeze on my skin. No winds moved the hollow now trees, stripped bare of its leaves, as once not so long ago did. The jungle of concrete and metal once felt like an anthill, buzzing of life, souls rushing on, minding only the empty task of the day they had. But now, no sound can be heard but the eternal silence that fills these streets, flowing throughout my veins, which pump that sorrowful blood all the way up to the heart, leaving it feeling bare, alone, stripped, and wasted. I march on, in search of laughter, shout, even a slight remark of a whisper which I grew to miss so dearly. I have been walking for so long; time seems to have stopped, pulling everything in one place, even myself in one way or another. I have been walking for so long, missing things I have held for granted. The simple hello from a stranger, a warm embrace of a loved one, or even just a sight of a curious passerby. One fearful thought keeps on rushing through my brain even though I quickly dismiss her. Thinking of some better times, I find myself faced with the ugly truth…I might be the last one.
No one knows or remembers what happened exactly. Maybe we neglected the home we were given, and our mother finally rebelled against us, punishing us for our misbehaving and sins done over the last long years to her. Or perhaps we were betrayed by our own greed and fear, looking over our shoulder, valuing the life of our fellow man less and less, until we decided to grasp for something that wasn’t ours for the taking and putting the final stroke on our neighbor. No one knows what exactly happened. All that matters now is that the world fell silent so long ago, the song of billions that sang in many different tunes can’t be heard anymore, the night ceiling that connected us seems to swallow the once peaceful place, and the fire that warmed us, not just around, but also in our hearts, seems to be extinguished by none other than ourselves. Who knows what happened, but one thing is certain, we brought this misfortune upon ourselves, a band of mortal man, when did we think of ourselves as gods?” (The Lonesome Road, Chapter 1- The Lone Wanderer)


Ridden of all memory, he starts his journey. Even if he has no recollection of the events that unfolded, leaving this world barren and without human life, he feels the emptiness inside, a reflection of the world that surrounds him. But one thing is for sure, there are eyes on our broken protagonist. One night, seeking shelter, the last man gets a knock on a door. Behind it, stands destiny, a woman he does not recognise, yet like a friend not seen in ages, she feels familiar. But hesitation came up, holding his heart, as the woman’s motives became bit more clear, our hero must decide is she really the benevolent good she claims to be, or is the evil that resides in this world the same as the woman?




“All things that begin must have an ending to them…”
I tried my best to put out some words of comfort.
“It’s simply the law of life, time. But that does not mean we have to live in constant fear and worry about the end, knowing it’s life’s only certainty. It’s destiny.”
I stayed in my sitting position, not breaking the gaze from the fire, but could hear the old bed move under her as she changed position, probably to stand even closer to me.
“What do you mean it’s destiny? Now you’re talking nonsense. How can the fact that being OK with dying and making your peace with it be destiny?”
Her voice changed as well as her position. It didn’t resemble the sweet, soft, mellow voice she usually had, even in fear and under pressure. Now it began to sound edgier, tense as if she was annoyed with my words and the view I had at the world. “It is destiny,” I answered back coldly,
“You see people see destiny as a path that branches up from one to a million, thousand… A force that constantly intervenes, depriving us of our fundamental right to choose. How many times have you wanted to do something, and during or at the end of it, it goes wrong, and you figure out it was destiny that made you fail or end up there where you didn’t want or think you would end up in the first place? People often use it as an excuse for their failures or as an excuse for a weight that keeps them in one place for too long. Talking and saying it must have been destiny that wanted them to fail or stay at the bottom of the barrel for too long. It’s not destiny that keeps them from going forward. It’s themselves. And all of it is nothing more than an excuse for their own miserable failures.” (The Lonesome Road, Chapter 3- The Road Ahead)

Destiny. Are we that afraid of a concept that an invisible hand guides our life, that our choices never mattered? Or do they? What if destiny is like a river, with multiple paths and every decision we make takes us to a different destination? What if our choices mattered and there never was one destiny that was predetermined for one being? As what can we do, but believe in our Path, jump in that river and hope the destination is as comfortable as it gets. This book explores the human nature, our understanding of life, fate, destiny and balance.

The Lonesome Road is out tomorrow, you can get it, the link will be below. If you have any questions for me, please do ask, even if it’s just to say hi. I am excited to bring you this book, I hope everyone finds something for themselves in it.

I’ll answer any questions you may have, looking forward for tomorrow, love to you all!

“The Lonesome Road” is out on the 24th of May 2022. But for those eager to get it a bit earlier you can preorder it from the 5310publishing site :
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Book giveaway, (Count down to the Road / 3 days remaining)

We have 3 days and counting and for today’s countdown as promised I am making a giveaway.

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The Lonesome Road is my first novel. Far from it, it’s not perfect, nether was my intention to revolutionise the genre. But it is more then you see on the first glance, so don’t trust your eyes when reading the lines in between, but listen to your heart. It starts as a tale of a man, casted into a barren world which looks so familiar, yet so different. Alone he walks the empty streets, trying hard to remember his life before, how he came there or where his fellow humans are. Lost in the world, ridden of all hope, our hero seeks shelter one night in an abandoned house. While he prepares a fire for the cold night, the last man on Earth gets a knock on his door.

Behind those doors lies destiny. Filled with hope and underneath it, misery, fear and long lost forgotten curse of a heart. Will he trust his senses and logic or will he come to peace with his pain? One thing is for sure, his Path he will walk and it’s a treacherous one, filled with secrets that break the mind and twist the already broken heart. As behind those doors, behind the truth of this world is a menacing evil that knows his true name.

But as the adventure goes on, we will see the book is much more then that, it speaks about important issues such as depression, humanity and how we act as a species, is there still good in us and is the world there just to mock someone else’s misery while they suffer themselves?


Two lucky ones will get the book. How can you enter? Like and comment, share here on the blog, or twitter or Instagram, you can enter the giveaway on any of those three places. The giveaway will be on for a week so you have plenty of time to enter and I will announce the winner next Saturday! So enter now, share, like and comment, what you have to lose? Maybe few hours while reading a good book that you may win? Sounds like a win to me! Have a great weekend and love to you all you beautiful people!

Announcement: “Countdown to the Road”

I know I know, I promised the new P.O.W and it’s coming I swear. On Sunday you are getting a new and “profound” view of life’s given problems, in a different format then what it usually is. What am I talking about? Well in the upcoming week, I will introduce something I call “The countdown to the Road”.

As some of you may know, my first book let’s call it (as it is really my first written book) is coming out next week. That’s right “The Lonesome Road” is out on May 24th. 4 days to go my friends. So every day for the next few days, counting on the release date and beyond, I will be releasing content about my book daily. Boring you might say? No my friend, on the contrary. There is still so much I’ve got to reveal about the book, so many hidden meanings, the reason why it came to be, the journey taken and so on…

Trust me when I say, it fits perfectly with the ongoing series that is the Process of writing. And there will be more. On Saturday I will announce a giveaway, you the few who are willing, will be getting few copies of the book to enjoy.

So the schedule is as follows:

-Today, Friday the 20th you get the announcement of the so called “Countdown to the Road”, with yours truly blabbering about it

-Saturday 21st, the giveaway, few lucky people will get the copy of my upcoming novel “The Lonesome Road ” (the giveaway will be on my Twitter links are below or just click the Twitter icon on the main page of The Word Den) 3 one here on ig in twitter

My Twitter: https://twitter.com/HarissonShaws

-Sunday 22nd, The new Process of Writing segment is coming out, talking about some issues I touch on in “The Lonesome Road”

As some of you know it is a dystopian fantasy novel, fill with thrills, adventure and all sorts of twists and turns. But it also speaks about some important issues which are used as a catalyst to push our protagonist down the path he takes, such as depression, loneliness and fighting against the world who judges far too quickly for mere entertainment. Being May, the mental health awareness month, I feel driven more than usual to talk about such things.

-Monday the 23rd, I will share few quotes and what not from the book, giving you a sneak peak to what you might expect in “The Lonesome Road”

I will as well answer all questions posted here on the Word Den, my Twitter and Instagram. So if you want to know anything about the book or just want to say hi, please do so, I cherish any opportunity to connect with you guys. I am excited and nervous for that, so be on the lookout!

-Tuesday the 24th, book release day, what to say but that we are going to celebrate the novel that started this journey,  my journey. I am happy, no matter the doubt I have constantly, that I decided to sit down every day, put my emotions into these pages, creating a good story with big issues residing behind it. This book is so much more then the inciting tale that stands before you and I am happy to share it with you all.

The next few days after the release I will

post different content, daily for all to enjoy!

This is big. For any writer, but for me I feel so overwhelmed. For so long I felt like nothing, as if I didn’t have purpose other the fail. But now, I belong. With so many like minded individuals who I have an honour calling my fellow writers. It’s been a journey, a long and dark one and I am here to stay. A special thanks to all who gave me the kind words that pushed me forward,  my publisher 5310publishing, be sure to check them, their links will be below.

And now, let’s start this journey!

“The Lonesome Road” is out on the 24th of May 2022. But for those eager to get it a bit earlier you can preorder it from the 5310publishing site :
https://www.5310publishing.com/book/thelonesomeroad

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“The Lonesome Road” coming out 24th of May

Only 30 days left. I can’t believe it. It still feels like a dream with me shaking, just waiting to wake up. But no, my book which I invested lot of effort, time and heart is coming for all to see. And I am frankly proud and scared. I got to admit, I try not to be overwhelmed by people’s opinions, but there is a certain feeling of standing naked in front of the world that comes to mind as everyone and all will have the chance to read the words I put on paper. It will be there for all to see, for all to judge and hopefully for some to praise. I know I am still new to the game, I still have lot to learn and I am willing and ready to do so. I stand here, in high hope this is just the start of the journey I was ment to travel.


What is “The Lonesome Road” about?



I will try to lure you into the story so you get invested, without spoiling much.
Earth became a wasteland, stripped of all life. Broken, confused, and in a desperate search for answers, one person still roams its desolate remains.

The Wanderer has no memories, no recollection of the events that led to the end of the world. All he sees are deserted buildings and the smoke that covers the sun. While taking shelter in an abandoned house one night, the last man on Earth gets a knock on the door. He finds an unexpected guide in a woman who feels familiar.

Will he choose to keep traversing these lands, lost as before, or will he take her guidance to find the answers his heart so deeply desires? Are we truly free, or is destiny pulling the strings of our life choices?

This book is hard to pinpoint for me. When presented with the usual question from my friends “What’s the book about?” I stop and pause for a second. As it is hard to explain. Yes, this could be considered a dystopian future / post apocalyptic novel, a fantasy where our hero is put in a place that is in ruins, yet it feels so familiar, like a dream once seen. Yes, it speaks of mystery, suspense, filled with all sorts of twists and turns you would not expect and will be left shocked by. As much as it is a tale of a man wondering the barren Earth, seeking for the answers to what happened, fighting the evil that resides in the shadows of the world, it is as well a tale of destiny, human life and purpose, as the whole story serves as a grand metaphor for one’s struggle with depression and dark thoughts.

I was in a bad place when I wrote this book. And it’s safe to say this book saved me. It is my way of paying it back, telling all who feel like I do that they are not alone, they don’t have to be. This book belongs to those who feel lost, to those who are oppressed by the burden of their own mind, this is for you who seek reason, wishing for answers. This is for all the adventures, who dare to think there is more to this world then meets the eye. There is something for everyone in this piece, as I wrote it in hopes some would find comfort, some would find understanding and some perhaps thrill.



My final thought

“The Lonesome Road” coming out 24th of May, available for preorder now!


I still stand scared and petrified. As an author I reckon all face the pondering question will anyone like it, perhaps they all hate it, maybe I am not ment for it. We all are our own worse critic. And I still am learning, about this trade, about life and myself. All I can say, I am honored and privileged to stand amongst you great people, share the same stage as an author. And I know some will find a piece of themselves in this book and I hope it brings you comfort or satisfaction. Lot of work went into this, as it is weird to see a part of my soul in a book, it is that, part of my heart, for all of you, in hopes you like it.

I want to say a special thanks to 5310publishing, for putting up with me, patiently guiding me through as a newbie in this world I am eternally grateful for the chance to give this book to the people, I am thankful for all the advices and guidance. This wouldn’t be possible without them and I raise my glass to their good hearts.

“The Lonesome Road” is out on the 24th of May 2022. But for those eager to get it a bit earlier you can preorder it from the 5310publishing site :
https://www.5310publishing.com/book/thelonesomeroad

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Process of Writing: Why is it easier to undermine then to understand?

I am sick of people wanting more. Pleasing their every need, indulging their every criticism leaves them always wanting more, opening the question why does the majority at the first sight of trouble disregard your accomplishments and good deeds and latches on to your flaws?

It is in our human nature, to please if not everyone, then at least the people we love. But where do we draw the line? After how many good things done does our desire to be good to those we love, turns in an endless struggle of no conviction? When do we admit to ourselves that we are fighting windmills, just pushing the heavy boulder up a steep hill, only for it to roll us over?

I wonder what’s the point

Yea, I know 3th post in 3 days, what? Is it possible I became consistent? Perhaps, as I threw all out of my life that distracted me, I am now more then ever focused on my work. And I admit, I have not done it on my own, as it was blatantly pointed out that I sorely needed the change. I accept a critique, be it from the work I do or the life that I try to un mess ( is that even a word?), be it as it is I try not to be a fool any longer and I accept perhaps there are things I know less about or things my eyes simply don’t see. So when someone near and dear to me suggested that I get rid of all distractions to get down on my work, I listened. But then I noticed a curious thing. The more you listen to people, the more you try to please them, you quickly see there is no end to their requests. One thing leads to another, you find yourself doing a Sisyphous task, where no matter how much you do, they always find flaws in your efforts. And I am fine with the occasional pointing out of the mistakes I do, but when it becomes constant, and it’s not just the mistakes that are being pointed out but your endeavours, your efforts, by people who do less then you, by people who sit idly by as life passes them, you begin to wonder, to who do you listen to? Who are you trying to please, as with each and every thing you do, the only thing you begin to feel inside is the feeling of your own self worth decreasing.

And I wonder now. To whom is my inner peace, my self satisfaction and self progress worth more, to those who apparently claim they know something I don’t, or to myself?

After all the mistakes done, I try to live by only one rule. Don’t be an asshole. As an old friend of mine said, there are many people in this world. To be an asshole is the easiest thing in it, but to be a gentleman, that takes effort. So put some in your life.

And since I try to live by that, I try not to be so cynical all the time, I try to give people a chance. But what I found, at least in my surroundings, is that all people do is talk. There is always a speech, there is always a cautionary tale of their life, with the moral story to not make the same mistakes they did and that’s it. With all that talk you would think that they would listen to their own advice. Some do, I can’t deny that. But look at the majority and you shall see, as if they think that talk is enough and it exempts them from following their own words.

As an old friend of mine said, there are many people in this world. To be an asshole is the easiest thing in it, but to be a gentleman, that takes effort. So put some in your life.

The trick is your surroundings

And that’s true. My misfortune is I surrounded myself with those kind of people who just sit and observe your mistakes, never minding their own. You wanna know the trick for a happy life? Surround yourself with friends, people you can call brothers and sisters, who will push you, not pull you down. People who would dare to tell you the harshest of words when you really need to hear them, but who will as well motivate you to push against all odds. We have two families. One we are born in, which we don’t chose and have no say so over it. And the one we create ourselves. We can choose who we surround ourselves with, so even if you are in a toxic environment, don’t be afraid to leave it. Your own self worth and life depends on it, trust me.

It makes all the difference in your life, in your work, in your happiness. Who are we to sacrifice that, our own happiness for the judgement of people who do less then us and yet demand more?

Good friends are worth their weight in gold. We can choose to be alone. But solitude is addictive, once you experience the sweet silence, it can pull you in as nothing will ever feel the same. Same as it is our choice to stay with people who undermine us, people who claim our potential is low and that we can’t do anything but fail. So if life is a struggle, why not fight to find those who will shine the light in our life so when we return the favour, it won’t feel like we are doing less for nothing?

We have two families. One we are born in, which we don’t chose and have no say so over it. And the one we create ourselves.

Your worth is always higher

What are we afraid off? Is it the eternal fear that if we shoot high the fall will be greater? But isn’t the truth that the fall is inevitable? We all fall eventually, so why are we afraid of something that is bound to come? Why not if it’s already destined to happen, what costs us more to try harder, to push more to see us greater then the rest of the world does? Maybe, just maybe, we will succeed and isn’t that worth it? That small chance, that slim percentage of success is worth the struggle. Because, the world will always try to undermine you, they will always try to sell your worth as less then it already is, so who are we going to listen? As the eternal question ponders, why is it easier to undermine then understand?

Maybe, just maybe, we will succeed and isn’t that worth it? That small chance, that slim percentage of success is worth the struggle.

The parting words

It’s been eventful, these past few months, to put it lightly. With all that’s happened I try to find solitude and salvation in my writing and it helps. I thank you all, you beautiful people, on the kind words of comfort, on the inspiring thoughts of motivation. It really means the world to me, knowing that the words I write are not sent to the endless void as there are some who still hear it. So what’s next? I’ll try to be consistent, if not every day, then almost. As I am editing my third book and the second is on its way, I couldn’t be more proud of the effort that bears fruit. I am glad to see that even with bad tongues telling me it was useless, that I can prove them wrong. So don’t give up. Know your worth. Know your purpose. And always strive for better things, as you deserve them. Love to you all and until next time,
Harry.

If you want to check out my upcoming book that is available for preorder here is the link: https://www.5310publishing.com/book/thelonesomeroad

“The Lonesome Road” is 25% off in Barns & Noble

My new supernatural dystopian fiction, The Lonesome Road, is now available for preorder! And now you can preorder it from Barns & Noble for 25% off using the code PREORDER25 for a limited time only!

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👉 About The Lonesome Road:
Earth became a wasteland, stripped of all life. Broken, confused, and in a desperate search for answers, one person still roams its desolate remains.

The Wanderer has no memories, no recollection of the events that led to the end of the world. All he sees are deserted buildings and the smoke that covers the sun. While taking shelter in an abandoned house one night, the last man on Earth gets a knock on his door. He finds an unexpected guide in a woman who feels familiar.

Will he choose to keep traversing these lands, lost as before, or will he take her guidance to find the answers his heart so deeply desires? Are we truly free, or is destiny pulling the strings of our life choices?

A big thanks to 5310publishing for making it all possible!

You can also preorder it from their website:
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Process of Writing: Tonight my scars bled

I must’ve written this more then a dozen times over the past month or so, always leaving it unfinished as there is a lot to be said, lot to be discussed and lot to get off my chest. No matter how many times I write a draft for this I come to the same conclusion, I’ve failed. I started this particular segment to get down and personal and I’ve be the first to admit it, it’s hard for a closed off introvert like myself, who suffers with anxiety that constantly goes off like a siren and a depression so heavy that with my baggage my total weight would surpass a ton easily. But no matter how many times I rewrite and make this “Process of writing”, these are just lame excuses. I’ve been through stuff over the course of my life, done most of them and not all were good. But hey, like all I am human. There was a time, when my cockier (if that’s even a word) and foolish younger self, who thought he knew all, would say humans are incapable of change. No matter what we do in the end of the day, we are just an animal who can wear sheep’s clothing but underneath, our bloody fangs still hang. And there were days when I would agree with my dumber self. But after all, today, I can say people surprise you. No matter the depth of the hole they dug, there are still some who are willing to learn, willing to change and there are some who after all the bad they’ve gone through, try to see the good in the world. Coz’ the harsh truth is, there is so much bad in it, but those little specs of kindness pave the way of the future.

How deep do you carry your scars?

Like I said, there was a time when I thought better of myself. A little too much. I’ve cursed the naivete of the human nature as it was common for my fellow humans to betray and do worse by their fellow men then actually do something to change that. It’s stupid, now when I look back, I wore my scars even then, but for some reason, instead od learning how to heal, I chose to suffer further, doing stupid things, as if that pain and that well known feeling that my life was worthless was, home. It took me a long time and effort to admit I was wrong and now after all these years I feel bad for every dumb thing I did, as I feel the consequences of my actions, pricking up the broken pieces of my mind.

Funny how you look back at a certain point in your life when you thought pain won’t get any worse. Now I continue to feel it even more I would say, but facing it rather then wallowing in it, it changes your perspective. We wear our scars deep inside, and that is not necessary a bad thing, but what we do about it, do we sit in the puddle of our own pain or chose to stand up for ourselves, that there makes all the difference.

I’ve had a rough past few months. December was the hardest. First I slice my leg (by my own clumsiness), giving myself a mandatory two weeks in bed as I couldn’t move much. No big deal, after you experience your mind breaking down, physical pain ain’t so hard. Of course I feel bad because I am clumsy, but a warm bed and load of Netflix in a cold December for few weeks? There are worse things, right? Two weeks pass, finally get my bandages off, I am all healed and as soon as I go downstairs, after not even 48 hours, COVID. Look, even I in my mind who thought about the end for so long, was scared shitless about it. My whole family got it, but thankfully we managed to slip by without any bigger issues. Except my grandmother. Unfortunately a woman who I owe a lot, who was like my own mother and raised me left us on Christmas Eve, late in the night, right after my uncle left us as well a day prior. Two people I loved and cherished left so suddenly and in a span of a day, Christmas felt so grim. We tried to laugh and remember them, honoring how they lived, by telling all sorts of stories and interactions. Safe to say, my heart suffered hard breaks, my soul was shaken before and my mind teared itself down in the past, but sometimes it surprises us how fragile our strength really is.

From ashes a new dawn rises

The end of the year was bad, followed by January where I had to undergo a small procedure, nothing serious, but you can imagine after a hard month even the smallest things get on your nerves. I admit, I failed, closing myself from those who were closest to me, I haven’t seen my friends in few months now, I think it’s getting to a half year mark already. I still am finding those lost pieces, trying to glue myself together. I catch myself, having moments of total breakdown, crying and worrying as my anxiety is on all time high, few weeks ago it would suffocate me by hearing the smallest of unknown sounds.

But I am still here. Getting back in it. I know I left the blog and twitter be, as you can imagine I couldn’t even see any interaction, let alone do any. Before the cut in December and before all went down, I was great, hopeful, working hard on a new book, writing few hours every day and preparing for the release of my book that’s coming out shortly “The Lonesome Road”. But it’s funny. How suddenly things can change, how we can feel on top of the world, stronger than ever, ready to take whatever the world throws at us. And then… How easy we break, it baffles me, the nature of human fragility, all it takes is one big push and we go tumbling down. It’s so easy to fall. To break. I would know. I lost count on how many times I fell down, pushed by the world, by other, by myself and how many times I chose to stay broken.

All until one point. When you face the wall, with the sudden realisation, one more fall and you break forver or you get off your lazy ass and start climbing. It’s so easy to fall. And to rise? Only our mind has the strength to break it… And to mend it.

What’s next?

Look you beautiful people, would it be much of me to promise to continue this like I originally planned, weekly opening my black beating heart to you few who dare to read my nonsense? Love to, especially how I feel after finally finding the balls to write it, like a stone was cast off my chest. Will the poems keep coming and be equally good? Yes, but good? Don’t push it. Like I said in my tweet, I’ve been working hard as I found the strength to write my third book which is, believe it or not almost finished. I estimate a week or so and then we go on polishing the bastard. But until then? I am proud to announce for those who don’t know, my book “The Lonesome Road” is almost coming out and the pre-orders are open, so for anyone who would like to do so, the link will be below. No pressure, you make your own choices, but this book means a lot of me, not just because it was the first I ever wrote, but this book brought me out of my hole I dug, gave me the strength to fight my depression and the realisation I have the strength necessary to do so. It is a beautiful tale of a lost world and a man who found himself in it, trying to figure out what happened. But what makes it special, it’s the fact it is a book about people like me, people like all of us, who feel deep down and are seeking the strength to rise above. Yes this is a book of mystery, fantasy, filled with puzzling questions of morality with all sorts of twists and turns you wouldn’t even believe. But, first and foremost, it is a tale to let you all know, what you feel, we all been there. We’ve all at some point felt alone, broken and misunderstood, shun by the world and shun by ourselves. This book is a message to all of you who feel that way. That you are not alone. We hear your struggle. We see your pain. And we stand by your side.

I would take this opportunity to thank my publisher 5310 who made this all a possibility and for putting up with me, you guys are simply amazing. Their links, as well the link to pre order my book will be below.

But before I go, I will leave you with a few parting words. I have known pain and headache twice over. I have been down without hope and above with eyes wide open. It all comes and goes. Sadness, happiness, heartbreak and sorrow. One thing that remains is your purpose. Seek it. Find it. And never let it go. As we are all worth something. And we all have our part to play. Until next time and love to you all beautiful people.

Harry.

Learn about my upcoming book “The Lonesome Road” and pre order here: https://www.5310publishing.com/book/thelonesomeroad

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