The victim of a dark destiny, I whirl through life with a set of shaky assumptions and a mug of rapidly-cooling java. Bewildered, scattered, querulous (some say curmudgeonly), I nonetheless attempt to entertain and inform. Someday, my alien masters will return for me; meanwhile, I polish my irony skills and sustain myself on squirrels, carrots, and coffee.
I believe in the Oxford comma, as do all right-thinking people. One space between sentences.
In addition to being a most excellent writer, I manage the map of Free Little Art Galleries.
My Support Staff
Meep (full name Mephistopheles Wagglebutt Jones) helps manage the Free Little Art Gallery in front of the house, consulting with me about what pieces to add to our reserve or to display, advising about media strategy, and so on. He takes a paws-on approach to this weighty responsibility.
Meep is super friendly, always glad to meet new people and give them opportunities to hold him and scritch under his fuzzy chin.
An enthusiastic though unskilled typist, Meep often adds to whatever I’m writing at the moment, though his contributions rarely survive the editing process. He is not a terrific speller and his grasp of pacing is also poor.
Rocket J Kitty manages everything. If there something to be in charge of, she takes charge. Everyone must be working and not goofing off, She makes sure of that.
She’s also responsible for seeing to it that everyone gets fed precisely on time. Very diligent in this.
A champion of the sprint and standing high jump, one of her roles in the household is to ensure no food is left unattended on any counters, tables, or other high surfaces. She also can hold her own in the wrestling event and is a merciless opponent in extreme toe-biting.
My publisher is Roan & Weatherford, with thee books out and others in the queue. I am potentially available for other projects also.
Rights inquiries: please use my contact form. I don’t have representation.