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Bee, a 21-year-old college student, struggles to find a sense of purpose and belonging in the world. Through a series of events, including the death of his father, an abortion and the subsequent split with his girlfriend, Bee attempts to maintain his sanity as well as piece together his future. Whether he is screaming to a bar-full of people in New York City, palling around with Japanese tourists on the crowded streets of Prague, or leaping from a third floor balcony on an island in Croatia, Bee is a memorable character who applies a unique world-view while wrestling with many of the traumas plaguing modern-day youth.
(NOTE: Adult subject matter and language)
Eric Obenauf hails from the middle of Middle America, born and raised in central Ohio in a small town. He graduated from New York University where he majored in Dramatic Writing, earning the Venable Herndon Award for Excellence in Screenwriting. He took part in two of the Unicef-sponsored Balkan Youth Reconciliation Seminar Series, the first in Plovdiv, Bulgaria, and the second in Budapest, Hungary. In the summer of 2001, he toured with the professional dance company, ZIVILI, performing in refugee camps, orphanages, and homes for the elderly throughout Croatia.He is a participant of the $2 Radio Movement, the torch lit in the summer of 2004. He is married, and for the time being, resides in San Diego. Eric and his wife, Eliza, plan to move to Croatia in the fall. Eric is of Croatian background; his great-grandparents are from Crni Lug, Gorski Kotar.
A portion of Eric's book takes place in Croatia.
Here is an excerpt:I burned when I saw the Croatian coast. The pilot light in my belly blew up, exploded all over my insides. I was swollen stupid with awe. The cliffs swept down from the stratosphere and crashed into the Adriatic. The perfect blue sky met the perfect blue water---two different yet perfect colors of blue...connected by some ethereal white haze that gradually faded naturally into both. There were white houses with orange roofs that sprouted magically out of the too-green mountainside. It was more than a painting or a photograph, it was a feeling that starts in your middle and erupts from there, like an earthquake in your bones...The most beautiful place in Europe is Croatia, but sssssssshhhhhhhh, he whispered, leaning in, don't tell anybody.