About me

Derrick was a foundling in the bulrushes of Deep River, North Carolina, near Naomi Wise's sad, sad ending place. It's also said that Charlie Poole's corn liquor was stolen there but Derrick remains curiously silent about both.

Derrick likes long, romantic walks through the desert, though the people following him wonder why it's taking 40 years. He hates metallic cattle.

He remains married to his work though it is rumored his work wants a divorce. Derrick hopes the counseling will work.

“Spellbinding! Mesmerizing!”* - NY Times
* actually written about something else, but certainly true in this case.
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