Excerpt from I Will Be Complete by Glen David Gold, plus links to reviews, author biography & more

When I was alone in a room, I was never alone, for there was an audience I was meant to entertain, and after I was put to bed, time and again my mother or father had to come into the room to tell me to be quiet, because I was still telling the events of the day to my invisible confederates, whom I loved for giving me a purpose.

There was a rule I hewed to like it was superstition. In bed, lights out, I only had to talk until I'd described my day well enough that it felt true. There was a comforting assurance that if I told the story right, I could finally go to sleep. This feeling has never left me. Now, I tell myself that if what I say here is true, I will be complete and that is what I'm looking for, too.

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