The first proof arrived in a UPS truck. It feels like a book, is heavy like a book, looks like a booka real book–a cover, spine, back cover, ink on paper together making pages.

It’s an actual physical book with my title, The Gene Guillotine; An Early-Onset Alzheimer’s Memoir, on the front and my words on the inside.

I flip to a page and begin reading, the story, the chapters, the memories are all familiar, but on real paper, bound together in this new foreign form. It is the oddest sensation, like it is no longer mine. After many years it is finally a physical reality, existing outside of me, outside of my computer.

When I finally stop staring in awe, I will smell the pages, feel the cover, break the spine searching for errors in hopes of perfecting this creation.

Thank you for your amazing support.