Smoke and Mirrors was started in February of 2005 after some prodding by a friend of mine. I began writing @10 years ago in an effort to understand the Alzheimer labywrinth my mother and father were stuck in. I found that chronicling the events of my life offered me a surprising amount of solace and a desperately needed creative outlet I never thought I’d find. If this is your first time visiting, welcome.
If you decide to stay for a bit, this blog will tell you all you need to know about me.
It’s sad and funny, bitterweet and acerbic and sometimes even entertaining.
I’ve logged some serious time here and ask that you comment respectfully.
Here at Smoke and Mirrors, I am a God that can banish you with a simple keystroke; I understand all too well just how powerful the written word can be.
As a good friend of mine says: my blog, my way.
Thanks again for reading.