#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
I laugh sometimes when I think ab… say Céline at a typewriter or Dostoevsky... or Hamsun...
no way back to Barcelona. the green soldiers have invaded th… madmen rule Spain and during a heat wave in 1952 I b… no way back to the Rock of Gibral…
the best often die by their own ha… just to get away, and those left behind can never quite understand why anybody
“Get a seat for her, put her on the tab,” I told Marty. “All right. We’ll set her up. We’re S.R.O. We’ve had to turn away 150 and it’s 30 minutes before you go on.” “I want to introduce...
I’m not going to die easy; I’ve sat on your suicide beds in some of the worst holes in America,
Meanwhile, there was still Joyce, and her geraniums, and a couple of million if I could hang on. Joyce and the flies and the geraniums. I worked the night shift, 12 hours, and she pawed...
take a writer away from his typewr… and all you have left is the sickness which started him
they photograph you on your porch and on your couch and standing in the courtyard or leaning against your car these photographers
I went to my place, started drinking. I snapped on the radio and found some classical music. I got my Coleman lantern out of the closet. I turned out the lights and sat playing with the...
The next day was Saturday and Debra cooked us breakfast. “Are you coming antique hunting with us today?” We ate in silence for a while, then she said, “I liked your reading at The Lance...
we tried to hide it in the house s… neighbors wouldn’t see. was difficult, sometimes we both h… be gone at once and when we return… there would be excreta and urine a…
Thanks for the good letter. I don’t think it hurts, sometimes, to remember where you came from. You know the places where I came from. Even the people who try to write about that or mak...
“you know,” she said, “you were at the bar so you didn’t see but I danced with this guy. we danced and we danced close.
It was about a week later around 7 a.m. I had lucked into another day off and after a double workout, I was up against Joyce’s ass, her asshole, sleeping, verily sleeping, and then the ...
if you’re going to try, go all the way. otherwise, don’t even start. if you’re going to try, go all the way.