

Mainstream recognition does not mean you will learn more about him, beyond what he includes in the book. And one of my co-workers will say, 'Someone dropped off a bag and said it was for you.'" Then I'll be walking behind the register one day and there'll be 20 copies. "I have an email address for him and sometimes I'll contact him and say we're sold out and we need another 20 copies. "We've often talked about the mysterious nature of the person who drops off the book," Singleton said. He thinks the man who delivers copies of "Oxygen Thief" is the book's writer, but it's been a couple of years since he's seen him. "Oxygen Thief" has been such a homegrown operation that the author not only served as his own editor and cover designer, but has also sold the book in the streets and would personally ship it to retailers, sometimes taking on orders for thousands of copies.ĭouglas Singleton, a buyer and manager at McNally Jackson, said the store has sold more than 200 copies of "Oxygen Thief," the in-house record for a "consignment order." Asked if he has met the author, Singleton said he wasn't sure.

First published by the author in 2006, the book has slipped on and off the charts ever since, apparently dependent on the occasional tweet or other online comment. Some books catch on immediately, others take their time, but "Oxygen Thief" has really followed the scenic route. 'Who the hell is it?' I think it's a very powerful place to write." The author went unnoticed outside this Manhattan bookstore recently despite high demand at that location. "It couldn't be more naked, but at the same time. "It has an unusual negative space," says the author, who on email uses the names Tom Wilkinson and Stanley Easyday and prefers to be identified as O2Thief. Known to his growing fan base as "Anonymous," he has given us one of the more unusual self-published successes: "Diary of an Oxygen Thief," a 147-page fictionalized memoir, or autobiographical novel, depending on how much of this story of a recovering alcoholic and the damage he has inflicted and absorbed you care to believe. NEW YORK - The fair-skinned man with the hoodie and dark ski cap sits on a bench outside McNally Jackson Books in downtown Manhattan, where neither patrons nor employees seem aware that he's the author of a work so in demand at the store that it's often out of stock.
