Life is the hammer that drives the nail. No tack is spared as each head is struck with unstoppable force. Some are contorted, leaning like Pisa, then crushed flat with their skull caved in. Others are seated flush with a single blow. Some withstand the onslaught, refusing to surrender to the wood grain burial. But life’s hammer is relentless, unwilling to yield until the crown is entombed. It is here we find Arden-imprisoned in solitude, where the gloom summons every nightmare into reality. And he’s praying to be pried out. – Join us at the Book Gallery for a signing with Charles T. Daube!