Masques & Martyrs Volume One
images of life are like no other, and they speak of a world still waiting to be discovered
by Paul Christopher Dean
About the Book
I began writing poetry when I was only sixteen. I was always a fan of music, and poetry was more about writing lyrics back then more than anything else. Like every teenage boy, I wanted to be in a band and dreamed about hearing one of my songs on the radio someday.
Twenty-five years later, I have come to realize that I can't sing, my fingers are too short to play guitar and I can make one hell of a racket on the drums, but that's really about it. So much for the musical aspirations, I guess.
However, my passion for music has never changed, and the joy I get from writing has always remained. I have written over 500+ poems since then, so I figured it was time to do something with all those notebooks and napkins.
With my daughter starting high school this year, I decided it was time to finally put all those thoughts and memories into a book and share some of these stories with her.
She enjoys music as much as I do, so the times we spend in the car listening to new bands and sharing new artists with one another has been a dream come true for me. By the time she turned thirteen, she could name almost any rock band I threw at her within seconds.
So this is really for you, Junior. Long live rock 'n roll, show me some metal and don't stop dreaming - there is a song out there for anything you need. And should you ever hear one of my tunes on the radio, crank it up and think about your dear 'ol dad every once and awhile.
My name is Paul Dean and I was born and raised in Donnelsville, Ohio. My family moved to Phoenix, Arizona in 1986, where I lived for 25 years. I recently moved to the Boston, MA area in 2012 and I have a beautifully insane 16 year old daughter. I have been a Management Consultant for the last fifteen years and my personal interests include music, poetry and photography. My role models in life have always been my grandparents. They were both born and raised in the hills of Kentucky and always took the time when I was a child to teach me about respect, honesty and commitment. I have them to thank for the two simple rules that I choose to live my life by. The first, “life should never be that serious.” Laughter is the key to understanding life and should always be the cornerstone of our existence. And the second, “there is no problem that can’t be solved over ice cream.”