When we finished dodging gunfire, the entire project was quite a laughable time. And by "laughable" I mean hysterically cackling while rocking back and forth in a dark corner under the warmth of our electric bill. That thing was thick enough to quilt an army and was a better heat source than the electric baseboard units we actually installed to provide "heat". Air quotes signify sarcasm and/or January in western, Massachusetts.
These chapters are the first draft from my upcoming memoir of the same name: Labor of Love. The planned release is Spring of 2013 for eBook. Chapters will be edited but this should give you an early inside peek into why I'm so jaded that I will never hold a single credit card in my name again. And why, sometimes, walking away is your only option for survival.
One: Down the Rabbit Hole
Two: Peeling Off Layers
Three: A Pirate's Life for Me
Four: Materials Witness
Five: Leaving on a Jet Plane and When You Get Back, Get Out
Six: Uplifting Can Be Heavy
Seven: Race into the Nothingness!