A Heap of Living

By Kaitlin Gibbs

I always had a keen interest for a picture that stood slanted on the mantel of my childhood home. It was a centerpiece, so it was difficult to not do just that, but there was a deeper connection that took place; maybe it was the art of the way its purpose was to be hung on the wall, but there it stood in defiance of that certain standard. Or maybe it was the way it was so intricately drawn: the way that every time you were to look, it revealed another line that you hadn’t noticed before. The one fact I knew for certain is that the caption incessantly repeated in my mind every day of my life: “A Heap of Livin’”. At the time, I didn’t quite know the definition, or rather the significance, but it came to me one day, as I reflected upon it with open eyes and experience, wondering what new thing I would come to discover that day. That is when I decided that my poetry was the very embodiment of a painting I held so close to my heart and the sanguine idea of this book was borne.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Feb 21, 2020
• ISBN: 9781728347936

Kaitlin Gibbs

I’ve always dreamed of being able to claim that I’ve written a book, let alone have the privilege to say I had published one. I had a tough and fast-ending childhood that led to a need of an outlet. I had seen the way other members of my family had suffered through trauma and crumbled at the feet of a drug or alcoholism. As a result, I was dead set against this unrewarding lifestyle. One day, I had come across my mother’s old poetry before she turned to other outlets for her pain. I began to write and formulate my thoughts from sentences to stanzas and I soon became hooked, as if it were my own personal drug. By the age of 7, I knew for a fact that I wanted to help people on a large-scale basis; it didn’t matter what medium it took place through. This book is an attempt to do just that: an attempt at inspiring the same thoughts that were borne from my mother’s poetry and to help others who have experienced their own personal trauma. Even if writing isn’t something that feeds their soul, I hope there is a discovery that takes place allows that very nourishment.

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