Long Journey Home

Where am I? Who am I? My vision's so blurred I can't see a thing. It's dark. I can tell. Even with my eyes closed I can feel the oppressive weight of darkness. My throat's as dry as dust. My tongue feels like sandpaper. Tastes like sandpaper. There's a strong antiseptic odor in the air. Something's attached to my chest. Something's attached to my head. What's that blipping noise? My head is killing me. I feel weak too weak to move. If this is death the afterlife is not all it's cracked up to be. -- Coma From Case 121 and Silver Anniversary to Coma The Last Serious Man and Fogbound Long Journey Home takes the reader on distinctive eclectic winding journeys through the astonishing complexities of devotion relationships longing lust and love with a dash of detective mysteries tossed in for additional spice.