This is a collection of 69 of the best of Carl Wyant‘s columns from the mid-1990s through to 2000.
You’ll be wondering why I’m publishing it.
Because I’m the fool who spent countless hours arguing with him by snail-mail during the late 1990s. Choosing the columns, ordering them, proof-reading, ‘editing’, hammering out the first draft, and finally, producing a digital version in 2016.
He was the fool who spent the stinking-hot summer of 2000-2001 climbing Morningside hill to my castle to finish it. Maybe he knew his time was nigh.
In a case of better late than never, I’ve been working on the kindle digital edition for the last week or four. A print edition should be available shortly.
My blurb reads, in part;
Part outlandish fiction, part memoir, part comment, here is Carl at his inventive best.
Grab a copy. You’ll thank yourself.