Bottled Up: A Recovery Novel

This is a work of fiction. Nobody in it ever lived, and the town is borrowed. But the bar is real. I have sat on that stool. The garage is real. I have stood in that bay with my hands in my pockets and lied about how I was doing. The church basement with the bad coffee is real. If you are holding this book because you keep everything inside — the grief, the shame, the things you never said — I wrote it for you. Not to lecture you. I do not do that. A novel of addiction and return — 63 chapters about what breaks, what holds, and what it takes to come back.