In 2002, I published what is to date, my only book. Don’t get excited, I didn’t get all hyfie in the ISBN numbering anteroom, I just self-published.
I could tell you all about that 22-page manuscript, that, while not some best seller-amongst the sleight-of-hand guys, did manage to make a few bibliographies where the art is concerned–especially with this particular form of presentational performance: The story deck trick. But instead, I’ll just let the routine itself do the talking. By all means, please forward this to your friends. Maybe they’ll like a hack’s take on Dickens’ home run story.