Jack Davis and I collaborated on the novel, which is marred by some weird typos of a character's name in the beginning. They get corrected as the book goes along. I still love the cover, especially Nick's great sideburns. I would never have guessed that I'd still be writing books after 30 years had gone by. I doubt that anyone else would have, either, but here I am. And to borrow a phrase from Robert Hunter and the Grateful dead, what a long, strange trip it's been.