The sneeky peeks of Habibi look so fluid and have a sensuality i cant wait to soak up.

Dan

I think that my comment here is a bit out of place – I’d rather hoped to email you, but I haven’t found an email address to use, so I hope you get notifications of comments posted to your blog.

I want to make a request -

When I read Blankets, a thing that struck me (and later, my brother) most profoundly was just how familiar the story was — familiar in the way that in your drawings of your story, I saw much of my own childhood. I saw the farmland around my house, the last on school bus stops, the burning barrels out behind the house, the portrait of Jesus from our church, the crust of snow and the footprints that grew heavier with age…

I know you were telling your story, but in it, my brother and I saw much of ours as well.

And, when I read other books, Goodbye Chunky Rice and Carnet du Voyage, I continued to recognize some of my own stories drawn within yours.

I grew up not far from Milwaukee. Now I’ve lived in Portland almost 6 years (not far from Milwaukie). In the meantime, among other places, I’ve been to Morocco and Egypt, for which I began an infatuation with Arabic writing that I hope to resume again someday. Soon I will leave, hopefully to go to Taiwan and learn Chinese (and Chinese calligraphy, too).

My request is that I was wondering if I could invite you to lunch sometime soonish, while I’m still in Portland?
You came from the kind of places I came from, so I am curious to ask you more about where you’ve been going and how you are getting there. I am wondering how you chose your trajectory after high school, how you decided to go to Portland, when you started reading Rumi, what other poets and philosophers have been significant to you and how you found them, how Arabic calligraphy and art became more important to you, … what you’ve been learning of life and how you’re coming to learn it.

I maybe should have asked you after your Stumptown Comics Fest talk, but this felt out of place amid the other things people wanted to talk with you about. I guess this isn’t much less out of place as a ‘comment’.

Anyhow, I know you’re very busy and perhaps some of the things I’d want to hear about are too far in your own past to still be agreeable topics for you. So, if this doesn’t sound good to you, but you don’t want to seem like you’re ignoring this message, you can just wait until after June to respond, since I’ll be gone then – first back to Wisconsin, and then to Taiwan.

Thanks for reading, and I hope you’ll decide to write back.

If I find your content information on this blog somewhere after posting this, I will feel rather silly.

It’s hard to describe my feelings about your story……I cant use English just like an American, not to mention the difficulty of
conmunicate between tow men .

I believe in God, and I underwent the guilty of sex(maybe a unfaithful love to God).

When I embraced my girl, the world became so lightly to me, and there was no more burden…..
I think that was the way God love me, so I think she is my real angel.

Do you still keep the blanket now ?

(Sorry for my poor English ^^)