Sold two books. Swapped one.
The first sale (“Lollipop”) was to a young woman from Southern California who is at UCB studying “corporate sustainability,” which was not, as I’d feared, means of sustaining corporations but, rather, guiding them toward policies protective of the environment.
The second sale (“Messiahs…”) came through the mail. This was the first order for my not-yet-on-hand work (See below), and came from a friend from my lawyer days. If I remember, he will get a big “No.1″ on its dedication page.
The swap (“The Schiz”) went to a fellow who publishes books from India. I received “Things We Found During the Autopsy,” a collections of short fictions by Kuzhali Manickavel. The first is set during an apocalyptic flood and occurs on a raft made from the bodies of lashed together whores. Lest you get the wrong idea, these are funny stories.
In other news…
1.) Received a group email from a “Comics Journal” editor checking on contributors’ addresses, which implies an issue with a piece from me (“The Cartoonist that I Want to Be”) about Victor Caymo will be available soon.
2.) No news from the People’s Republic (See previous “Adventures”) on “Messiahs.” I queried my publisher, but he was at a convention and hasn’t gotten back to me.
So many Bob Levins on the Internet; I'm the Bob Levin who writes.