A review by traciemasek
American Splendor: Another Day by Harvey Pekar

4.0

I read this along with Another Dollar back to back and I'm having a hard time remembering which bits were in which book, but there was a comic in one of them about how he used to let people/fans come to his house to chat and he'd sign their books. When I lived in Cleveland, I constantly kept an eagle eye out for Harvey Pekar because he lived down the street from Chris, and he mentioned some of the places we hung out. I never saw him, and I probably would not have ever done more than try to make eye contact and smile psychotically at him, assuming he wanted nothing more than to be left alone. But that story made me wish I'd tried a little harder to meet him. Oh, the stories he might have told me. Or maybe I would have just annoyed him or made him anxious. Maybe it's a better fantasy after all.