It was a dream job in a dream locale. The only problem was half the time it seemed like a dream. Oh wait, that’s not really a problem, is it? My Hawaii, a dream quite literally come true.
Sometimes you don’t have to go back 100 years to find a place that never was. Sometimes it’s just a short flight across the ocean to the middle of nowhere. And that my friends, is exactly where you will find Lihi’i: the tropical setting for Cliff Hanger’s timeless comic masterpiece My Hawaii.
I bought this manuscript at an estate sale. You know how it goes
(or perhaps you don't), a guy dies, no relatives (or the one's there
are don't care); and so, they liquidate his personal effects.
I've bought family albums full of pictures going five generations
back for a buck a pop. This came in a leather satchel -- one of
those over the shoulder deals. Broken and moldy, but is caught my
eye, as did the papers inside. $50 bought the lot, all rights
inclusive. Turns out it was the man's, Cliff's (though even he
was using a moniker), life's work -- his memoirs. Not finiished,
of course. Perhaps he should have started sooner. But then,
that might have meant that he would have lived less and had nothing
special to write about. As it is, I like the stuff. Only
wish there was more...
Splash Pages (one page synopsis)
(Note: at the end of every page, there is a link to the next. So, start at the first and you will see them all.)