I have been feverishly working on writing more books of poetry. Who would have thought that poetry is still cool? My most potent work will be released by year’s end. I take my words and go for the jugular. Releasing these poems is a beautiful way of officially letting go.
I have three other countries besides the Divided States reading my books. Maybe the cover of From Melancholic to Catastrophic will come true? I can handle it, but I don’t know if my characters will be able to.
On a YouTube video last night I discuss the titles of the poetry books and the story behind the titles. I can’t even keep up with them so I am sorry, but they will be released very fast. I am even treating the readers because I am restructuring my Diminished book to really be angry and raw.