09/02/2026
I have heard that bragging is not bragging if you have actually accomplished what you are bragging about. True, false? I have no idea. What I do know is that a lot of hard work and growth went into what I want to share. There was a lot of anxiety suffered as well. So there it is: what I wanted to share. What I am so proud of. Publishing and marketing. I am not the most well-tuned instrument on the stage. I am not well-educated, though I do have a GED, and yet I have joined the novelist level of literati in spite of such shortcomings. Trailer trash. Gangbanging. Gun-toting. In and out of prison my whole adult life until serving 20 straight years on this present sentence. So how have I become the X Games of splatterpunk and horror because of my extreme writing style? How do a number of things pertaining to writing and not crimes come up on me these days when one googles TommyLee Dean, TommyLee Dean author, Brain Pulp, or, as of recent, His Name Pronounced Lucifer? Could it be because I have sat in one or another dingy cell, at various security levels, for the last 15 years, give or take, and meticulously pecked away at one or another writing project no matter what degree of opposition was fixed against me? 15 years to clean up a lifetime of what the younger me had done. 15 years of growth and anxiety leading to my newest release, a horror novel called His Name Pronounced Lucifer. Am I bragging? I have no idea because of being so damn proud that I want to tell anyone who will listen.
Now that you are listening, I want to add that Humans of San Quentin has been monumental in helping me to share poetry, art, photos, and intimate details from my life with a magnitude of strangers. Anyone reading my words is important to me because you are the lifeblood of who I now am whether you know it or not. Whichever method I have entered your life, and even though I may not personally know who you are, I do thank you for aiding my rehabilitation and giving me hope. Without you, without organizations like Humans of San Quentin, I would more than likely remain incorrigible while lacking any chance of redemption or improvement.
Tommy, 56
Incarcerated: 20 years