In 1992, I wrote a short story called “Rhythm Man” that was featured in Don’t Think About Monkeys (Hope Press). The story talked about how drumming helped me through fourteen years of not knowing why my body moved without my control.

I’ve recently completed a book that elaborates on the subject and talks much more about how music served as therapy. I’ll be talking about the subject more in these posts, but for now, I felt it was worth mentioning, because I have been on the fence for many years about Tourette’s, my music, and sharing deeper personal details.

I now realize at 50 that it’s only a good thing to let people know about how helpful music was and still is. Even if you never play professionally, music is a wonderful outlet for expression and control. I’ll definitely share more…