
The cover I have been using for my current work in progress has some flaws in it. As you can probably see better than I can (because I am becoming increasingly colorblind,) the golden glow I tried to put on Valerie’s face with colored pencil is too heavy-handed, not subtle enough. So, I tried to smooth it out and blend it with the Windows Paint program. I also needed to do something about the blue frame and the rather wide title banner. The Amazon KDP Cover Creator has a tendency to cut off words and details if you are not careful enough about the distance between words and images that you need to appear on the cover and the potential edge of the cover. And I decided to use white over blue because the book is about battling suicidal depression. White is a more hopeful and positive color than blue which is usually associated with sadness and negative emotions. And I want this book to be an answer for depression, not a cause of it.

The cover probably still needs work. But I think it is getting better. You are certainly welcome to disagree, and the comments are open for you to say so. Input is a good thing, even if it is insulting. After all, no matter what else happens, some readers are going to hate this book. I hope more will love it.




























































Eine Kleine Nachtmusik
It is, of course, one of the most powerful, masterful, and best-known pieces of music ever written.
Mozart completed the “little serenade” in Vienna in 1787, but it wasn’t published until 1827, long after Mozart’s untimely death.
The Serenade is incorrectly translated into English as “A Little Night Music”. But this is and always has been the way I prefer to think of it. A creation of Mozart written shortly before he hopped aboard the ferryman’s boat and rode off into the eternal night. It is the artifact that proves the art of the master who even has the word “art” as a part of his name. A little music to play on after the master is gone to prove his universal connection to the great silent symphony that is everything in the universe singing silently together.
It is basically what I myself am laboring now to do. I have been dancing along the edge of the abyss of poverty, suffering, and death since I left my teaching job in 2014. I will soon be taking my own trip into night aboard the ferryman’s dreaded boat. And I feel the need to put my own art out there in novel and cartoon form before that happens.
I am not saying that I am a master on the level of a Mozart. My name is not Mickart. But I do have a “key’ in the name Mickey. And it will hopefully unlock something worthwhile for my family and all those I loved and leave behind me. And hopefully, it will provide a little night music to help soothe the next in line behind me at the ferryman’s dock.
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