Why I’m Not a Self-Help Author

In 1986, I didn’t set out to become an author. I set out to survive.

What followed was a 39-year experiment in self-worth, creativity, and resilience — conducted quietly, funded personally, and tested through real consequences. Debt. Divorce. Responsibility. Failure.

Instead of asking “What should I believe?”
I asked “What still works when everything falls apart?”

The answer wasn’t motivation. It was structure.

Journals became tools, not therapy.