#AmericanWriters
Marina Louise, Fay named the child. So there it was, Marina Louise Chinaski. In the crib by the window. Looking up at the tree leafs and bright designs whirling on the ceiling. Then she...
Jack London drinking his life awa… writing of strange and heroic men. Eugene O’Neill drinking himself o… while writing his dark and poetic works.
the higher you climb the greater the pressure. those who manage to endure learn
when Whitman wrote, “I sing the b… I know what he meant I know what he wanted:
has been going on for some time. there is this young waitress where… at the racetrack. how are you doing today?” she asks… winning pretty good,” I reply.
it’s unfortunate, and simply not the style, but I don’t care: girls remind me of hair in the sink, girls remind me of intestines and bladders and excretory movements; it’s unfortunate a...
The phone rang the next morning. Lydia had gone back to her place. It was Bobby, the kid who lived in the next block and worked in the porno bookstore. “Mindy’s down here. She wants you...
she writes continually like a long nozzle spraying the air,
know. I know. they are limited, have different needs and concerns. but I watch and learn from them.
Jr. high went by quickly enough. About the 8th grade, going into the 9th, I broke out with acne. Many of the guys had it but not like mine. Mine was really terrible. I was the worst cas...
the lair of the hunted is hidden in the last place you’d ever look and even if you find it you won’t believe
the ladies of summer will die like… and the lie the ladies of summer will love so long as the price is not forever
she was a short one getting fat and she had once been beautiful and she drank the wine she drank the wine in bed and
for five years I have been looking across the way at the side of a red apartment hou… there must be people in there even love in there
I was back in L.A. about a week and a half. It was night. The phone rang. It was Cecelia, she was sobbing. “Hank, Bill is dead. You’re the first one I’ve called.” “I’m so glad you came ...