Every hobbyist has scraps left over from larger goals. Rather you are a painter with a wet palette, a fiberist surrounded by bits of cloth, or a writer swimming in stacks of mostly used journals, all creatives have leftovers. Small memories of entertainment that are completely useless but too much fun to disregard. Let's face it, we artists have way too many bins of stored parcels simply waiting for the perfect moment to be released. Well, the wait is over for this selection! Ten years, millions of words later, my scraps are being dumped out and put on display. While all of the works have been plucked from personal notebooks, most of the entries are in one form or the other fictional. In no way is this book a confession to the madness expected from the life of a poet set free by word and revolt.