Pitens Alley

About the Book

The sign is labeled Pitens Alley and bears the name of the savvy cat who’s a metaphor into the psyche of dreams. Join me while we go to a place in our minds where Pitens and company resides at an address I call Pitens Alley. An ode to bookworms inputting a few transient thoughts to accompany you down Pitens Alley that, like the fable Mr. Hommes, strolls down the alley virtually awake on the heels of another page between a rock and hard place on the same page of a fable labeled Pitens Alley.

About the Author

Pitens’s Alley has been with the author since he conceived it as a short story for an English class creative writing assignment that earned him an A-. That A- grade motivated the author’s creative ambitions, and after graduating John Dewey High School, he went on to attend Pratt Institute. There he studied graphic design and illustration for two years until everything was put on hold after having to make a detour to work as a police officer upon graduating instead from the New York City Police Academy. After a long sabbatical career as a police officer, he retired to finally return to Pitens’s Alley on the heels of asking the elephant between Caesar and the rock to finish the assignment of the Brooklyn cat and the alley that bore the name of the story for the dreamer in us all to see if we’ve ever before met a metaphor. Keep amused being confused by an author who, after he took a dream-fulfilled trip to Egypt and visited with the sphinx, returned with the very lucky charm that bears his given name on the cover of this book dreamed up by the habit to chase a few rabbits. And if you’ve picked up the habit too, you’ll certainly be reading on.