It would be impossible to tell you what a kick I get out of my publicist and literary sorts around Vancouver dressing like book covers. I’ll bet they had a hoot making these, and I surely wish I had been the photographer because I would have had such a gay old time.
Meantime, here’s what I look like when I wake up (or, really, pretty much anytime). If there was a book cover to match, the title would have to be: Slob. Has anyone written that title?
Hey! I looked for plaid book covers but nothing. Find me a book, folks?