As o'ways dear reader, the writer I've become or should say 'never became' is of no importance. In the hope that the internet and cloud and ALL things of evolving multimedia n' social platforming of our crazed humanity may still exist in decades to come, p'raps some of my fiction will be found and made into movies. TRUTH? That's been my only confessed goal from the beginning. I could give a rat's damn about readership in a dying world of cookie-cutter nonsense printed today. ALL writers want to sell there shit to H. Wood, 'cept for the most famous anti-H. Wood author, J.D. Salinger who REFUSED to sell the rights to 'Catcher in the Rye' to the major Studios of the time.

There's no money or validation anymore for printed literature. So, I will continue typin' o'way to my last breath on Mother Earth and leave what was written behind to be found. And it shall be. All of it I promise. I might even live long enough to see one of my novels become the red carpet Film it was written to be. I'll give yas the title: DELCINA'S TREE (Legend of the Crossin' Tree Witch).

To those who venture here and ingest a bit of my bs and those who visit Amazon Books to search titles under S.W. Laro, you have my eternal gratitude. I will never quit scribing. Ever. So be it, A'ho.

christopher Scott Scotellaro