jpuddin76

So this...is continuous happiness.


I am in a positively foul mood today. I found out that one of my favorite authors is a complete fraud. I have been a fan of Bill Shields work for 6 years. He wrote some brutal prose and short stories that I identified with (mainly his work about alienation and problems adapting to regular life). His books have been with me through every deployment I have been on since 98'. He wrote in his books that he was a former Navy SEAL and Vietnam Vet, apparently he is not a SEAL and doubt is being cast on whether he was even in Vietnam. I feel like I have been slapped in the face. It's like finding out your favorite singer lip-sync's, uses someone elses voice and stole all his lyrics from someone else. What I thought was catharsis and healing for a vet who had been through hell (all my uncle's and my dad are Vietnam vets) has now been reduced to pure fiction. The fact that we are getting mortared (is that even a word?) as I write this is not helping my mood either...whatever, maybe I'm just overly sensitive...I miss my wife...5000