Front cover – foto Smith
Our proof-reading copy of my memoir arrived yesterday. I’m tearing through it fixing typos and occasionally shuddering wondering what folk are going to think of this early me mixture of the weak and the wild.
But as I said before, it took that less-than-stellar me to get me to this somewhat better me, and this me is fair and decent most the time, so it’s the it it is. Of course some of my in-laws are going to see me differently once this is published.
Of course anyone who reads the back cover blurb has no excuse for being suprised.
Drug orgies, massive refindings of reality,
the acceptance of interdimensions. Errant
life scout, cultural adventurer, perception
tester, court jester, inner seeker, reality
adjuster, flow surfer, servant and searcher
of Other.
Born in Bitterroot, raised on Paradise
Prairie, farm boy, car thief, Naval
Academy, expelled for dope, society
marriage, armed robbery, jail, illegal loft
dweller, Artcrimes, rat attacks, overdose,
celibate, remarried, expat. Ran from the
cops ten times, got away nine.
Available for sale sometime next month. Cover and book design by Lady; cover foto a manipuated Polaroid by Smith.
Back cover – foto Smith
