My First Book


On Facebook, an old friend from high school posted this scan of I See the Wind, the Blind Man Cried, my first "book."Like all young writers (and cartoonists) I wanted to be published. I didn't know how to be published. All I knew was I had piles of cool stuff I wanted to see in print. My friend Frank and I got the miscreants in the industrial off-set printing class to steal plates for us and Frank shot the plates for me. Then, using "borrowed" Clairemont High School paper, the dope fiends printed my book section by section after school. In a further commando raid, we requisitioned their industrial stapler and put it all together. The cover art reflects that phase when I was trying to learn how to draw with pencils and fancied myself Salvador Dali, Jr.

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Sylvan Woman (not verified)

You never know where dreams may lead. Love it.

Cabin 20/grace (not verified)

That's pretty cool. How old were you when you did this?

White Eagle (not verified)


This resembles some of Leonard Cohen's work.


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Book club members have been some of my most enthusiastic and careful readers. I’m thrilled to share my work with you, answer your questions and tell you some of the stories behind the stories. This is our spot, just for us. Here, we can chat:  If I’m nearby, I’ll come and visit your club. Otherwise, we can Skype, talk over the phone or email. Sometimes, I’ll send surprises or hold contests.

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