The Story behind: “The Month of April” a little bit of New Orleans, Plato, Fate, Romance, and my personal fight to see Same-Sex Marriage legalized.

New Orleans, the Big Easy…Bourbon Street, hedonistic, fusty, beautiful.

I chose this city as the setting (for most of it anyway) because it’s a place I’m familiar with, a city I fell in love with the first time I visited in 1994 and would go back to many times over the last 25 years. And it’s not the voodoo, the hoodoo, or stories of vampires even. Then again, I’ve never ventured too far from Bourbon or the French Quarter. And why would I, because that is what I love about this city–the hedonism, and the “every hour is a happy hour”, and “the I can leave right now, drive the ten hours and find it open as if it were waiting on me for the party to begin==and I have. I’ve shown up on on a random weekday, two in the morning, and on a few occasions believed I had one too many shots of whiskey, and as soon as I walked off Bourbon, sobered up and went back for more.

So of course, I’d want to take my character’s there and show them around. Perhaps have a few shots of Jager and maybe even dance with them in the middle of the street, in the rain, as a jazz band plays “My Shining Hour”. My wife would smile even, knowing, it’s nothing more than a dance and I’ll be going home with her when the dance is over.

In Plato’s “The Symposium” he writes: “Love is born into every human being; it calls back the halves of our original nature together; it tries to make one out of two and heal the wound of human nature.”

And when it happens, if it happens, where the ever-ticking of the clock stops if only briefly, and two become one dancing blissfully under the starry skies of heaven, the wounds of human nature may heal, but often times fate, who answers to no one, will leave one and take the other leaving them without the chance of even saying goodnight, never knowing why the dance ended so soon leaving them standing alone and with a broken heart.

Only her story will not end when she passes from this world and into the other and is no longer forbidden to dance on, and into the end of moonlight. It will be her story she leaves behind, however, “The Month of April” that will resolve many of her unanswered questions and bring closure to a mystery time would have forgotten.

This book is also very special to me because for many years I lobbied politicians and worked to make same-sex marriage a reality. I wrote several papers on the subject and engaged in debates with politicians who did not agree, and their rationale was at times baffling to me.

It was my argument that the requirements of marriage are outlined and enforced by the state, not by the church. Once the state began charging money for marriage licenses, the church gave up the right to impose on who can and cannot be married.

We should be happy that two people are in love instead of posing restrictions because some oppose their lifestyle. We don’t question why a couple of the opposite sex want to marry, we trust their judgment and when we tell two people of the same sex they cannot marry in reality we are not only questioning their judgment but imposing our own.

It is now a reality. And I am so thankful for that. This story is a love story, it is not a political statement, it is as Plato said: “Love is born into every human being.” And I hope you find the characters in this story as beautiful and as human, and as loving as I do. It is not erotica, or overtly sexual, and if anything playful, and romantic. And I for one believe that romance and love and passion, all of that is important in a relationship.

The book will be released on April 1, 2019, on Amazon Kindle and in paperback as early as today. You can pre-order your copy today by going to the menu on this site, and click the link provided.

As always, much love and respect to all of you..,Chad

Published by Chad Ard

Author, Editor

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