Stanley Leiber writes some weird stuff. Equal parts Henry Miller, Sayonara Zetsubou-Sensei, and cheap military paperbacks, his work defies easy classification—but who would want to classify something about time-traveling drug dealers, cultist comic book writers, and scam-artist child prodigies?
to email@example.com date Fri, Dec 24, 2010 at 1:27 AM subject CUT THE "B.S." YOU "FAG" mailed-by hotmail.com hide details 1:27 AM (13 hours ago) no, i dont know. im just kidding; drunk, not hostile. but i think its cool that you posted those questions i asked you on the website for your novel. i showed my girlfriend, wondering if it would make her think i was a really cool person. i guess not. thank you anyways. but what is the "real 'deal'" with with "anyways"? how old are you/where did you go to school/what happened to you to make you write these odd stories? i can guess at classic comics. but drop the crap; what is your objective? ill request you be as clear as possible with how you explain your answers but i cant expect anything i guess. anyways, i find an affinity in what you post and how it tends to relate to my own concepts. gay gay gay. peter s.
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