1. Probably due to growing up in the "duck and cover" era, I had a recurring nightmare. I would be playing in our back yard and, just in the knick of time, spot a pterodactyl swooping down to grab me. I'd run to the other end of yard and slide into the crawl-space opening just before the massive claws could latch on. Huddled in the dark, I dodged the beak and claws for as long as it took.
2. Eddie drove a faded blue '49 or '50 Chevy pickup whose shape and color and mom-&-eddie-ness I always wanted to draw.
3. Roger Zelazny was my first science-fiction crush. Timmy turned me on to "The Chronicles of Amber" series. I use the vernacular because Timmy and I spent a whole 20-something summer of evenings smoking marijuana, talking sci-fi and listening to the Chi-lites and Stylistics.
4. This could be the cover of my autobiography.
Roadmarks published in paper, 1986 . Cover art by Darrell K. Sweet
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