This is all I have left of my book, this conceptual cover art and all my notes and drawings from when I was in jail. Everything else was poured out into my manuscript. I should have sent copies to some of my friends and had them keep the copies safe. I was just so damn stubborn and afraid my book was terrible that I didn't want too many people to read it, so I only sent it to a few people. So stupid of me. I trusted the wrong person, and now I have to rebuild everything from scratch.