#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
he lives in a house with a swimmin… and says the job is killing him. he is 27. I am 44. I can’t seem t… get rid of
re-reading some of Fante’s The Wine of Youth in bed this mid-afternoon my big cat
what you see is what you see: madhouses are rarely on display. that we still walk about and scratch ourselves and light
I got lucky the next day. They called my name. It was a different doctor. I stripped down. He turned a hot white light on me and looked me over. I was sitting on the edge of the examina...
my father was a practical man. he had an idea. you see, my son, he said, I can pay for this house in my lif… then it’s mine.
now more and more all these people running around wearing the American Flag Shirt and it was more or less once assum… think but I’m not sure)
this man used to be an interesting writer, he was able to say brisk and refreshing things. at the time
he sat naked and drunk in a room o… night, running the blade of the kn… under his fingernails, smiling, th… of all the letters he had received telling him that
he’s 17 . mother, he said, how do I crack an egg? all right, she said to me, you don… sit there looking like that.
Cecelia sat and watched us drink. I could see that I repulsed her. I ate meat. I had no god. I liked to fuck. Nature didn’t interest me. I never voted. I liked wars. Outer space bored m...
very tall girl lifts her nose at m… outside a supermarket as if I were a walking garbage can; and I had no desire for her, no more desire
big black beard tells me that I don’t feel terror I look at him
she pulled her dress off over her head and I saw the panties indented somewhat into the crotch.
he talked about Steinbeck and Tho… wrote like a cross between the two… and I lived in a hotel on Figuero… close to the bars and he lived further uptown in a s…
Lydia’s sister Angela came to town from Utah to see Lydia’s new house. Lydia had made a down payment on a little place and the monthly payments were very low. It was a very good buy. Th...