Marks but No Memory

My life began at Queen of Angels Hospital. A rather appropriate name when you consider the city that I was born in... namely, Los Angeles. I was raised in Orange County and have spent my entire life within a comfortable 75-mile radius of that same hospital, which, of course, is no longer there. After all, life in SoCal is nothing if not transitory. As a frustrated musician, or more accurately drummer, and aspiring lyricist, I've spent most of my life attempting to craft the perfect 'concept album'. What lies within these pages is the result... sans music of course. This book is first and foremost, a love letter written from a father to and for his daughters. In that vein, I have attempted to capture their collective essence and robust, romantic spirits. After doing that I then dropped them into the middle of a fantasy land that's well... mostly fiction. The clues to unraveling the mystery of this tale are hidden within the lyrics and illustrations at the beginning of each chapter. I hope that you enjoy the journey but remember... nothing is ever what it seems!