Nathan Hansen

Nathan Douglas Hansen served the U.S. Army as an Arabic Linguist and Combat Flight Medic. While working as a feature writer and investigative journalist in the newspaper industry, he was nominated for a Pulitzer Prize. Currently, Hansen teaches World Literature, Classic Literature, Poetry, and Creative Writing at an at-risk boarding school located in Northern Arizona. He is a board member for Running River School, a Waldorf-based, nonprofit, parent cooperative, coordinating field trips for youth, working as a public relations officer, and writing grants. He has worked as a social worker, landscaper, bouncer, comedian, telemarketer, tour guide, bartender, waiter, coach, dorm advisor, and endless other professions, adding to his belief that living is what creates the best material for fiction. Hansen is the father of four and husband of one and lives in Sedona, Arizona.
Nathan Hansen Books
Coming Fall 2015
FORGET-PLACEHOLDER

Sold individually as illustrated color ebook, or…

FORGET-GRAVIPAUSE-PLACEHOLDER

…as a BW or illustrated color paperback, in tandem with Brian Bradford’s novella, Greetings from Gravipause.

Forget You Must Remember
a novella
by Nathan Hansen
art by Derek Miller
“Powerful stuff. A clear and strong voice to be reckoned with.”

—Dan Fante, author of Chump Change, Mooch, Spitting Off Tall Buildings, and Short Dog

ABOUT THE BOOK

The author of this autobiographical fiction spent five years with the U.S. Army followed by multiple stays in VA psychiatric units, all of which culminates in this experimental piece that sheds light on the ebb and flow of psychosis and the walls that seal it off in obscurity.

PRAISE

“Forget You Must Remember burns its way into our consciousness like the drugs and delusions that have scalded its narrator’s mind and soul. Gisick’s life is unextinguished by depression, paranoia, addiction, and the labyrinthic procedures of the ‘recovery’ process, but he is without hope or direction. Nate Hansen takes us to the center of chaos and leaves us there, looking out through warped, funhouse mirrors of insanity while science and the state look dispassionately inward – testing, treating, and analyzing a man whose enduring humanity is irrelevant to everyone except Gisick himself, and the readers who simply cannot forget him.”

—Steve Heller, author of What We Choose to Remember and The Automotive History of Lucky Kellerman, President, Board of Directors
Association of Writers & Writing Programs

“Nathan Hansen fully comprehends the depth of this journey. The understanding of mental illness and his compassion for and knowledge of it makes this story compelling.”

—Mariel Hemingway, Author, Actress, Health and Wellness Advocate

“ … in its idiosyncratic realized-metaphors, and object posings of the, perhaps, ultimate (institutionalists) subjective situation, Nathan Hansen’s fine piece of writing, here is, I think, important, and even reminds me of, say Kafka …”

—Dow Mossman, author of The Stones of Summer

A letter from Bret Potter, USA SFC (Ret.)

“Reading Forget You Must Remember for the first time was a bitter sweet experience. I’m both proud of and humbled by the courage it took for Nate to essentially bare his soul for the world to see. At the same time it’s an odd feeling reading a story for which many of the scenarios that will be seen by many as simply words on a page are excerpts from your life they are almost like the directory of cryptocurrencies which are mere numbers and hashes for the ignorant but for the users and the inventors they are part of their portfolio, a part of their daily existence. One can know more about them and how to trade with them at https://top10cryptorobots.com/crypto-robots/bitcoin-code/

For better or worse, my brotherly love of Nate instantly immersed me into a world of bi-polar disorder that I had only cursorily studied as a pre-hospital first responder. Nothing can adequately prepare you for the journey you take when it is personal and not just clinical. Most people have heard the expression of ‘hindsight being 20-20.’ Until you experience your own personal Keyser Söze type epiphany of retrospect, you can’t truly fathom the depths to which this disease pulls not only the one afflicted down with the force of an undertow, but also those closest to them.

Having just recently retired from 20 years of active duty service, I’ve witnessed firsthand our military’s current exodus from two battlefronts and the effects it has had in regards to mental health treatment. There are mental health care providers that are now expertly trained to the conditions of our current climate working tirelessly to heal those in need. Yet somehow it never seems to be enough for all. I’ve had far too many subsequent experiences with watching those that wrestle with the demons of mental illness, floundering in a system ill equipped for the sheer numbers of those in need. I’ve seen the all too familiar look in their eyes when they feel that they are alone, no matter the reassuring gestures or words they receive. To them simply trying to ‘feel better’ is a task akin to shoveling the ocean. Most days it’s as helpless of a feeling for us that love them looking in as it is to them looking out. Sometimes all you can do is figuratively grab a shovel, wade into the waters, and begin to work by their side.

Hopefully the following pages will reach the reader in the same ways it did me. Let this story be an inner voice of understanding from the perspective of those dealing with mental health issues. I want you to hear the words that go unspoken, understand the emotions that can’t be described. I want to pick up a shovel too.” – Bret Potter, USA SFC (Ret.)