Thank you so much for sharing your personal dialogue and thoughts with the public and being brave enough to touch subject areas most authors would skip over. It brings your through an emotional turmoil using realism to connect with the reader, me. You have created the most magnifying and inspirational book. Does he stay with his family? Whats his reaction to the letter? Or when she dies, what does he do? God I just need more, I didn’t want it to end but I just couldn’t put it down. But I must say, I hope you give us a little chapter on Isaac after the ending. He was such a caring and wholly moving character whom I just felt at times to kidnap and keep for myself. I love him, and will always continue to love him. And oh Isaac! You couldn’t have made him any more perfect than you did. Although I found it nazi-like, I did wholly think that she helped and was felt compassion towards her for the great lengths she went to prove true love. I had to re read the same lines over and over trying to get my head around it. I have to say, I really did not think it was going to be her therapist! I was waiting for some twist like in unravel (by calia read), but the way you merged the therapist in was mind blowing. Also, I love and still am spending time linking the senses imagery to my real life, that helped me touch with the characters and intrigued me throughout. I firstly have to thank you for the songs you have mentioned in the book as I felt they and the artists showed a connection to the characters. It’s so outrageous and gripping I don’t even know how to thank you for delivering such a touching insight into your perception of human nature. And once you read my black words, on a white page, e-mail me and tell me your interpretation. If you choose to read Mud Vein, please don’t ask yourself what it says, ask yourself what it means. And realize I have felt them too, someone you have never met. I want you to stumble across a thought, a sound, a hurt-which you had thought special to you. I haven’t told you very much about it on purpose. I think you’ll see yourself in the pages of Mud Vein. I write to explore the dark corners of myself, and I want you to come with me. I’m not writing to entertain you, or to make money, or to have my book propped neatly on a shelf in Target. So, if you choose to read Mud Vein remember that about me. I have a disease you see, it’s called human nature, and I am fascinated by it.

My books are a call to women who have been doubled over by heartache, bound by boredom, captives of a past that will not let them go, victors of a past that tried to kill them. I am a sadist otherwise known as an artist. I want my words to be jagged pieces of mirror that you can see yourself reflected in.

I want my words to be salt, and I want to pour them into your open wound.

Mud Vein by Tarryn Fisher