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As a Category, “Everything and Nothing” is roughly equivalent to “Marginalia,” but with an added bonus: it’s the name of a book written by Ross Freeman, the hero of my unpublished novel, The Smiling Eyes of Children.

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Writer, artist, and poet living in Salem, Oregon.

I’ve been at it for quite a while. My scribbles have resulted in a few books, some published, some not, some in translation, and mountains of words and drawings in print and online — more, really, than I can remember or keep track of. With a bit of sifting and organizing, this website is intended to remedy that. If you’d like to know more, read on, look around, drop me a line.

The several published volumes mentioned herein and found on the Keepsakes page are still available, either through various sources around the web, or, in the case of those that are out of print, by writing me directly.

Inquiries and personal correspondence are always welcome. Please don’t hesitate to get in touch. Thank you.

william.michaelian@gmail.com

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