I got it all. Everything I wanted. Those words stuck in my head.
Standing tall. Everything I wanted. Remind me what I said?
I saw you. Everything I wanted. Can I have you too?
I forget sometimes. Everything I wanted. Sure is one strange brew.
I got it all. Everything I wanted. Sometimes dreams come true.
I got it all. Everything I wanted. I was young and had that too.
The rose’s came in bunches…
The love was soft and kind.
The baby grew and said some words;
And then she spoke her mind.
Not everyone is happy.
And some are quite insane.
But it’s when the roses are in bloom.
That we tolerate the pain.
I’d been searching for the answers… When finally she came along.
Preforming miracles, curing cancers. Giving music to the song.
She taught and gave directions. Even when I didn’t ask.
She let me know my fortune. In her sunshine I could bask.
She showed me all my foibles. And how little I evolved.
I felt criminally unworthy, so I left her. Mystery solved.
NEW BOOK RELEASE!
Look Them in the Eyes
Dennis Mantin. Friesen Press, 2023
There are thirty-two ways to write a story, and I’ve used every one, but there is only one plot—things are not as they seem.
Jim Thompson
Following the birth of his daughter, Jackie, middle-aged Zach MacIver is determined to stop what he terms “intergenerational transmission of family dysfunction” from plaguing his family. Over the course of two years, from the time Jackie is eight until she turns ten, Zach recounts his life experiences to her while attempting to navigate the obstacles created by her mother, Tina, who is experiencing her own version of intergenerational transmission of family dysfunction. The story begins during the COVID-19 pandemic when the world and its inhabitants face mounting daily trials and life-altering decisions. From there the narrative proceeds in a non-linear fashion as Zach recounts the roots of his own dysfunction and how his love for his daughter and his desire to be a good father forced him to face his difficulties head on. American author Jim Thompson once wrote, “There are thirty-two ways to write a story, and I’ve used every one, but there is only one plot—things are not as they seem.” This story is a great reminder of that.
Available now to purchase in eBook, paper, and hardcover from Amazon, Friesen Press, Barnes & Noble, Apple Books, Google Play, and Kobo.
ACCOLADES
Book I wish I could read again for the first time!
Dennis Mantin’s clean characterisation breathes life into the narrative, the realistic portrayal adds to the reader’s understanding of the book’s profound messages on life and people. What’s compelling about the novel is the the Protagonist’s journey, his perspective on “intergenerational transmission of family dysfunction” and how he’s determined to stop that from plaguing his family. The story is neatly told from Zach’s( the protagonist) perspective. It’s a non linear narrative with characters virtually jumping off the page. The characters, their presentation and Mantin’s unique writing style offer readers a fresh and deep perspective.
—Anuradha Basu, Amazon, November 21, 2023
Chances were the premium at the chances store.
Called up their proprietor and asked for just one more.
Inside information suggested relocate.
When they closed the chances store, it sealed the users fate.
With no plans for the future and the future, it is here.
Who knew that the sun would rise and whisper last nights fear?
So we headed for the highway, which ended at the light.
Looked upon arrival, no chances store in sight.
Searching for the answers that will ease the fears.
Some will stand there crying and find few are buying tears.
All are someone’s baby lost along the way.
Strangers and sojourners who have lost the need to pray.
And I say, “Pray”
Dennis Mantin
The difference between A.A. and all the other self help groups is…
The self help groups suggest that you work on your character defects in order to help you quit drinking.
A.A. suggests you quit drinking to find out what your character defects are.
The heat was barely bearable…
The pipes they groaned to creak.
The misery was all sharable.
At the others I dared a peak.
The cat was on the carpet.
The kid was in her bed.
She was shifting and still wide awake.
And the other wanted fed.
I turned on the air and fan.
With snow still on the ground.
In the distance my mind went long ago.
We all faded without a sound.
My bladder kept expanding.
Proportional to the pain.
Sipping coffee while I am waiting.
Will I see a toilet again?
There are moments in this process.
Where tears are in my eyes.
If I ever thought that I was bright.
Sometimes I’m not so wise.
The bad luck raised suspicions, on a path that was beat down.
No one dared to look within or see the wise men in the town.
It was happening for eons, as long as Grandad could recall.
Like a dark foreboding plank walk or a dream in which you fall.
Until the child spoke her words that, “Maybe somethings wrong with me?”
So we made a meeting with the Doc, down at the Family Psychiatry.
The doctor raised awareness and we all took a look.
Things are looking so good now, might take Grandma off the hook.
Now life is far from perfect however the family’s not so sad.
Looking in the mirror, not blaming blind luck, good or bad.
Shame is according to people who have educated me, is the lowest of all the human emotions.
For those wishing to keep a scorecard, guilt is the second lowest and apathy is third from the bottom, just above grief.
Shame is that shit that society makes you feel for being yourself. Guilt is what you feel about doing something wrong.
That shit turned around in one afternoon with an A.A. sponsor named George. George is a crusty old bastard on the outside and one of the funniest men I’ve ever met once you get to know him.
George asked me. “Have you killed, raped or molested anyone.”
“No I have not.”
“Then maybe you are not as bad as you think you are.”
In closing that afternoon, George said…
“Remember, if we treated others with the same judgment we treat ourselves then we would have no friends. “
I thought about that quite a bit and came to this conclusion.
By putting ourselves at a higher standard than others is really the individual saying they are better than others. Which is ego. Let that shit go. Come down off the high horse!
I was successful in this and highly recommend this as an approach.
Dennis Mantin 
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