


“Haven’t we seen a little too much of the hip, muted, fragmented, overly-short short stories that this moron is trying to pass off as fresh and original?” The question appears in a 1995 review of Adrian Tomine’s mini-comic “ Optic Nerve.” I don’t mention it to be snarky but to quote Tomine himself, who recites the review at length in “ The Loneliness of the Long-Distance Cartoonist,” a new graphic memoir that, in loose chronological vignettes, returns to the self-lacerating sensibility of his early work.

If you buy books linked on our site, The Times may earn a commission from, whose fees support independent bookstores. Self-portrait of Adrian Tomine for "The Loneliness of the Long-Distance Cartoonist." (Adrian Tomine / Drawn & Quarterly)
