One Last Go At It

One last go at it. One last doodle, at the author's request. Seems my little caricature did not please, and "drew the focus away" from what the novel is about, namely: books, booksellers, bookstores, and the loss thereof. So... fine.

I don't mean to be grudging about this. Whatever the dear man wants. So, a tumbling stack of dystopian classics, kicked from a V-cart, by rioting booksellers. (You'll have to read the book to appreciate this.) Meanwhile, done.