About I am now Dog
I am now Dog
I am now Dog is dedicated to my Dad and my brother.
We are all bastards and get away with far too much in life. But life is pure and so are we. This is the reason I wrote I am now dog.
It’s funny, hip and toys with the human condition as well as current socio-political events in a way that that, frankly, turns my literary head on.
There is a debt of honour for Mikhail Bulgakov’s heart of the dog, which I felt, failed/meandered in many places.
Such is life, such are other people’s stories the foundation for which I borrow and steal ever so zealously wherever I can.
Do not fear for never will I fail to innovate and add in the new. Such is my want, such is my style.
Learn More About The Author
D. David Croot has failed for most of his life.
He’s misspent his youth, right here at the keyboard…all for you he might add.
Never would he trade a minute away, for this is his passion! It’s why he get’s up in the morning!
He’s, in a way…modest! Hence third person is the only way he could possible write a bio about himself.
This shines through in the elegance of his prose and the tightness of his poetic heart.
He writes in the literary tradition of Kurt Vonnegut, Douglas Adams, Charles Bukowski, Knut Hamsun and Fyodor Dostoevsky but with more of his own individualistic bent! They are the foundation upon which he writes. (Third persons getting weird now isn’t it?)
Sick of the usual trite fodder?
Bored by modern life?
Physiologically affected by the retardation around you?
If you are not offended and have a brain and believe beauty is still in your heart, I’d give me a read!