Through the Waters and the Wild

I was hungry seeing myself starving for want of something I could not define. I sought it constantly sought it at every turn searched every face I met for hints of it looked everywhere I could conceive. I lost time trying to slake this unquenchable thirst trying to satisfy an endlessly burning hunger. But in the end I knew precisely what I had been after all along. It is the folly of the young part of their particular curse to be so unaware to be blind as well as hungry. To be in exile from themselves and not know they are away.Haunted by lost loves and limping through a lifeless career Conor Finnegans discontent mirrors the restlessness of his grandfather Liam caught as a young man in the crossfire of the Irish Civil War. Drawing from Liams wisdom and courage Conor seeks to reinvent his character and reclaim passions made numb by neglect and loss.Through the Waters and the Wild addresses the timeless questions Where shall I go now? What shall I do?