Not F. Scott.

 

Not Ernest Hemingway.

 

Not Robert Frost or Thomas Hardy or Ezra Pound.

 

Nope, not Jean Valjean either.

 

I am, however, a Fitzgerald. And a writer. With the same goals and ambition as all of the above, minus the Monsieur.

 

I studied Shakespeare. I write poetry. I am a fiction novelist with manic depressive tendencies.

 

This is really all you need to know. This is really all I need to be.

 

Define me as you’d define them. Minus a Scott. Minus misogyny. Plus my own visions, perspective, and personality.

 

Welcome.