Grant Woods

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My First Book. The Will Has Gone. Officially for sale.

You can still read the free preview on this site.  Buy a copy.  I’ll draw a picture of a dick in it, or feet… I don’t know…whatever you like.  I’m excited.  If you haven’t read a book in a while, here’s a good excuse. A physical book, with the dangers of paper-cuts, but you’ll have something to think about.  Share it with people.  Tell me what you think.  I’ve been talking about it for long enough.  The day is finally here.  Read.  Enjoy.

I thank you.    

-Grant

The Will Has Gone is my swan dive into despair.  Sure, there’s a razor blade on the cover. And sure, there’s a curiously suicidal note on the first page.  But go down the rabbit hole with me.  Embrace the darkness.  It’s about letting go.  Giving up.  Why is everyone encouraged to push on?  Fall seven times, get up eight.  Yet no one teaches us how to walk away.  No one leaves the casino at the right time.

The “never give up” attitude makes sense.  It makes sense for some things.  But on the other side of that piss-stained quilt, everything comes to an end.  You have to quit.  Not everything, but most things.  Snowboarding, street fights, binge drinking, college, shitty girlfriends, shitty jobs.  Time is non-refundable, as far as we know.  Some things must be sacrificed.  Whether it’s to pursue other interest, or simply out physical degradation, shit happens.

There’s a quote by David Foster Wallace, “Everything I ever let go of has claw marks on it.”  The same goes for me.  I have a hard time letting things go.  I’m trying to get better at it.  Not better in the sense that I give up more, but when it happens, the process is more graceful.  I’m sure I’ll leave plenty of scars in the future, but hopefully they’re on the right things.

In the book, the main character (Will) has his vices.  He has addictions and shortcomings that play almost as background music to his overall depression.  He can’t let go of things, yet he’s fascinated by the concept of letting go of the thing that means the most – his life.