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THESE ARE MY PUBLISHED BOOKS TO DATE

Last week I published my third volume of my "Walking On Dawes Collection"
This collection shows how no matter how fantastic you believe ganglife to be, Miss Karma and her brother, Mr. Chaos always wins in the end.


Today I published "Unkz, A Canadian Cosmonaut" the fourth and final volume of my "Walk With Dann Collection".

The last chapter of my life, or as I should say, my various lives.

I pray that my honesty and confessions will touch at least one soul and prevent them from making the wrong choices I have made.


 

I write my books for me.


I tell my stories for my readers.

I am not sure if my works are badly written good stories or well written bad stories.
Not too sure I care either way. I do care that, in my "Walk With Dann Collection", I am telling my life as brutally truthful as possible. In shame and in honour.
I do care that my 'stand alone' books, such as "The Last Canadian Cosmonaut" touch your heart.
I pray that my other collection, "Walking On Dawes", shows that the gang life, although often 'exciting', leads only to karma biting your buttocks.”



My Walk With Dann Collection

 

Volumes 1, 2 & 3




Damaged” is my first book.


Like me, it is raw and full of mistakes.


I have left it “unedited” as life has left me.




DAMAGED”

Walk With Dann Collection

Volume 1

A Walk from my birth till I meet my second wife.”

It is rough, crude in fact, numerous format conversion errors.
I left It raw on purpose as a testament to the honesty of my words and work.
It contains humour, murder, explosions and motorcycles.
It may or may not be fictional or may even be non-fictional.”



BANE


Walk With Dann Collection
Volume 2
Walks you through my middle years and three decades of marriage.”
It does not contain the excitement of it’s predecessor.”
It begins to show you who I was and who I was becoming.”




BOON”
Walk With Dann Collection
Volume 3


Walks you deep into my personal life of trials and tribulations and my uniquely twisted none the norm perception of my realty.”

 

"Unkz, A Canadian Cosmonaut"

Volume 4 - Walk With Dann Collection


Unkz - A Canadian Cosmonaut

There are deeply complicated thoughts that haunt you, when you well know you are insane.

Insane by their standard.

I believe I am just Dann, just as I am.

I am not like others.

I am not them.

I am me.

Yet, there are multiple "me's".

And they are all I can or should be.

As the previous confessions of my life told within my first work, "Damaged, tells, I am, 'broken'

Began at birth.

Blue baby.

Unplanned child.

Unwanted but wanted.

And left to die before I had lived.

Only my deepest consciousness knows what I have experienced.

To keep my spirit alive my mind vaulted those days far in the depths of the encrypted memories.

Never to be re-lived.

Never to scar my soul once more.

Now, I am sixty-one years old and it is time for me to end this "Walk With Dann Collection" with this, my final volume.

To give closure to the three previous quarters of my numerous lives.

I am not soon to ascend.

But, my Walk With Dann Collection must contain a sincere final volume of my most innermost beliefs and thoughts.

For I cannot author them after I reach my own personal concept of Valhalla.

A final confession of both my rights and my wrongs.

I will utter exact truths, I will hold no quarter from exposing who I have become in the final quarter of a Canadian Cosmonaut's life.

My life has been no different than yours.

My strife, my loves, my sorrows, my learning and my battlefield are far different than yours.

I present to you …..........

"Unkz, A Canadian Cosmonaut"




So, come, Walk With Dann.



THE LAST CANADIAN COSMONAUT”


(My first 'standalone book' and my personal favorite.)



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THE LAST CANADIAN COSMONAUT”

Here are the opening pages
The smell of the ocean danced on my nostrils as I walked, slipping and sliding, across the flats. My eyes darting to and fro, carefully scanning ahead for sink holes.
I should have been walking the other direction. Towards the junior high school. Towards hippie teachers trying to teach me of science, faith and nature.
I could hear the train in the distance. Pulling it’s tonnage of sugar cane around the bend to the refinery.
The tug boats crested the horizon. Their wake spewing behind them as they pushed against the mighty tanker so as to slow it’s unforgiving momentum. Lest it run ashore.
The shore. My foster home was there. High up the hill. It’s windows like two large eyes, taunting me with guilt.“Go to school“, they seemed to say.
I can’t”, my reply.”


"Walking On Dawes Collection"

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I WANT TO BE ‘FLOKI’”


Walking On Dawes Collection”

Volume 1”

This is a tale of a family who live their lives within the gang life. Except Little Ray. He and his family want him to break the cycle and live a normal life.”

There is tragedy, laughter and most of all ‘insight’ within.

Big Roy - Dedication

So come with us as we
Walk On Dawes.”

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You Can’t See Me”

Walking On Dawes Collection
Volume 2

This is a portrait of a broken man living a broken life in a broken world where family and friendship are one and the same.
Where wrong choices can lead to lifelong regrets. Haunting the very soul and stabbing the heart daily to remind you of the penalties of actions.
Where a man can be all alone and un-noticed in a crowded room.
Where sadness shadows joy and joy masks sadness.
This is the life of one man on one street in one city.”

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6315 – The Original Urban Viking”



Walking On Dawes Collection”

Volume 3”

Life can be unfair. It can be brutal.

Especially for an inner city young man growing up in the projects.

This is a tale of such a man. A man who walked many paths. Who made choices – good and bad. Who experienced love, hate, joy and sadness and bears the scars to show their result.

A man who chose the path of gang life over grade school classes. A man who's rocking horse was a Harley Davidson. His playground was the streets. His graduation was held in a Federal Penitentiary.

A man who found remorse and regrets haunting him throughout his adulthood.

A man who wanted out.

A man who wished for peace in his soul and calmness in his heart.

His name,

6315 – The Original Urban Viking”

6315 Back Cover

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