J Steele Sandomire: 7 books

Exhibitionism, and a long, drawn out explanation to an ex-girlfriend, one who did right by me even though I got it all wrong, I hope she went on to better things than me, but at the same time, I'm glad I didn't end my life over my inadequacy complex that people don't really relate to, anyways.

An enchanted fable bout reconciliation and regret. Magical beings, and the mundane. Memories made and relayed by time and place, separation and joining.

An adventure of residents of the notorious Skid Row District of Los Angeles, following three close friends as they face a crisis above and beyond the usual cathartic atmosphere dwelling in the congested streets and campsites filling the area around the Midnight Mission.

A novelette describing the insane sounds heard all night long 400 feet from Skid Row, Los Angeles

An episode of my history with marijuana that requires some explanation

An individuality in the midst of something greater than just oneself. Universatility.

Written while on vacation, about how the stars are so bright everywhere except for Los Angeles. Also, a weird evening where we got into all kinds of trouble, except the good kind. Sorta redundant, but its better that way.