As a writer it’s always comforting to be in the company of like-minded souls. It’s easy to feel alone, even abandoned, while taking on a journey like the one we all share in this craft. Growing up in a disjointed family the moments were rare when I truly felt a part of the whole. I spent a lot of time and a lot of years looking inward, and when I did look out into the world I always felt like more of an observer than a participant. There are many out there who will never know that kind of… disassociation; but those treasured, kindred few certainly understand.

It wasn’t until much later in life that I finally found myself in the company of the kind of souls I’d been searching for all my life. Though some of those encounters were fleeting, even achingly abrupt, each one left their mark… and changed me forever. A few of those are still with me today, some have passed on, and still others are just beginning to shape their influence on my life. You all know who you are, and though you may not know each other, to all of you… my thanks.

— C.D. Bennett