An Ode to Myself

Newton MacLean is a complicated cat. You might think he is a cat of few words, but you would be wrong. Oh, so very wrong.

Newton  began his training as one of the world’s most accomplished feline poets like so many before him: tucked into a ball in the crook of his human’s knees while they read and recited the great literature of the times. His talent for weaving rhyming couplets and iambic pentameter soon emerged,  playfully marrying words with ideas and experiences in a myriad of clever ways. He was destined to be one of the greats. Thanks to his dogged (a word he despises) determination and his human’s desire  to do anything for him, this book is finding its way to you.