This book is now etched deeply on my heart. I went from feeling lukewarm about Lost and Lassoed to loving it fiercely and passionately and madly. Where I was once scared that the weight of the anticipation would crush me, I have now embraced what I wrote and am openly and excitedly proud of it. Because it’s a love letter to my dad. But it’s in a book that he’s never allowed to read, so I had to write something that he could. This.
