#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
Four or five days passed. The phone rang. It was Tammie. “Listen, Hank. You know that little bridge you cross in your car when you drive to my mother’s place?” “Well, right by there the...
here things are tough but they’re mostly always tough. basically I’m just trying to get a… with the female. when you first meet them their eyes
this kid used to teach at Kansas… then they moved him out he went to a bean factory then he and his wife moved to the… she got a job and worked while
stepped into the wrong end of the… right leg which was bad to begin w… with a tv writer and an actor, som… life to make a sitcom and luckily… day at the track I get a box seat…
there are beasts in the salt shake… and airdromes in the coffeepot. my mother’s hand is in the bag dra… and from the backs of spoons come the cries of tiny tortured animals…
Every route had its traps and only the regular carriers knew of them. Each day it was another god damned thing, and you were always ready for a rape, murder, dogs, or insanity of some s...
of course, I may die in the next t… and I’m ready for that but what I’m really worried about… that my editor—publisher might ret… even though he is ten years younge…
A week later I was driving down Hollywood Boulevard with Lydia. A weekly entertainment newspaper published in California at that time had asked me to write an article on the life of the...
we were in bed and she started to fight: “you son of a bitch! you just wait… I’ll get you!” I began laughing:
My drinking slowed down the next week. I went to the racetrack to get fresh air and sunshine and plenty of walking. At night I drank, wondering why I was still alive, how the scheme wor...
the dead can sleep they don’t get up and rage they don’t have a wife. her white face like a flower in a closed
call it love stand it up in the failing light put it in a dress pray sing beg cry laugh
he was a good one say 18, 19, marine and every time woman came down the train aisle
Times were still hard. Nobody was any more surprised than I when Mears– Starbuck phoned and asked me to report to work the next Monday. I had gone all around town putting in dozens of a...
half drunk I left her place her warm blankets and I was hungover didn’t even know what town