A former commune-dwelling, goat herding hippie and guitar picker turned tree planter, ski mechanic, illustrator, wood carver and carpenter; author Richard Sutton left college and hitch-hiked to New York in 1972 with forty dollars in his pocket and no preconceptions. "There, I met my wife, worked in advertising and design until I was an empty, hollow shell, then ran a retail gallery, becoming an Indian Trader in 1985." More travel followed along with a home in New Mexico. He finally saw the light of day and began to write fiction more or less full-time, in 1996. An historical fiction/fantasy Th...