Track Wreckard 1-14 by denis sheehan

(www.boneprint.com) Sure, everyone sitting at a bar alone has comlex, rambling, judgmental, bold, insecure, inner dialogues...but not everyone writes it down, publishes it in a sweet little chapbook style squarebound volume, and sits back while the money rolls in. There's too many fave parts here for me to cite, but what I really love are the meta scenes where Sheehan writes about watching people read his zines that he leaves by the bar door.