Finally!

At long last. My book is in your hands. I may never dawn the literary halls of the English department at Princeton or Yale. But hear my prophetic word. I gave you love like Browning, made your skin crawl like Poe. I crossed genres where no poet is supposed to go. All the while staying true to my motto given me by my uncle, plain talk is easily understood.

So without eloquent speech, how will my book become required reading on college campuses? Gotta love the psychology department. So dive in and discover the transformation, the rebirth, the plight, the saga, the journey of The Scattered Collection.

PS. If you become a fan, you can contact me at thescatteredcollection@yahoo.com