I was apparently interested in Oulipian constraints and recreational linguistics at an early age: I found a lipogram that I wrote when I was about ten.

The third volume of the adventures of Captain Cap (there will be four) is now available from Black Scat Books, in a limited edition of 125.  The adventures of the prototypical ‘pataphysical antihero, first published by Alphonse Allais in 1902, have been scrupulously translated, illustrated, and annotated by Doug Skinner; they appear in English for the first time.  The incomparable Captain is particularly erudite in these sixteen stories: as he savors his cocktails, he elucidates the antifilter, the nonuplet, ballooning without a balloon, grandiose billiards, fecal residue in Christmas sausage, shoeing horses at a distance, and much more.  To quote Albert Capus: “The humor of Alphonse Allais was a rigorous affirmation, whose gravity could not be doubted.  And since it was also impossible to believe, you found yourself in a strange position which condemned you to a burst of laughter.”

And you can find it at Black Scat Books.

My whilom cartoon character, Red Telephone, pursues an unsuccessful career.

A brief round, featuring a martyr.

If you draw a picture of yourself in the sand, it probably won’t last.

From the sketchbook, a hotel bathroom in Buenos Aires.

Here, for your entertainment, is a one-page novel.