My pal and fellow writer Larry Richette died about ten years ago. I had never gotten around to reading his last novel, so I tracked down a copy and read it recently. It was a little depressing that it ended up being a signed copy that Larry had apparently donated to a library but had been cancelled and ended up in my hands (the inscription page was torn out but I could read the inscription from the indentation on the page under it). Larry was quite a character, and I thought he deserved to be remembered a bit better than a torn-off inscription page, so I drew a comic about him (click on the image to make it bigger).
“So where’s Bob?”
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I wanted to get to the diner before The Fixture, but time was running short
so I skipped showering, grabbed The New Yorker and a pen, got into my car,
and ...
18 hours ago
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