#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
I went upstairs to 409, had a stiff scotch and water, took some money out of the top drawer, went down the steps, got in my car and drove to the racetrack. I got there in time for the f...
225 days under grass and you know more than I. they have long taken your blood, you are a dry stick in a basket. is this how it works?
I’ve watched this city burn twice in my lifetime and the most notable event was the reaction of the politicians in the
Upon awakening I got up and used Joanna’s toothbrush, drank a couple of glasses of water, washed my hands and face and got back into bed. Joanna turned around and my mouth found hers. M...
was a truly amazing man he pretended to be rich even though we lived on beans and… when we sat down to eat, he said,
We were in the air twenty minutes when she took a mirror out of her purse and began to make up her face, mostly the eyes. She worked at her eyes with a small brush, concentrating on the...
almost dawn blackbirds on the telephone wire waiting as I eat yesterday’s forgotten sandwich
places to hunt places to hide are getting harder to find, and pet canaries and goldfish too, did you… that?
look there. the one you considered killing you… for. you saw her the other day getting out of her car
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.
Frank liked airplanes. He lent me all his pulp magazines about World War 1. The best was Flying Aces. The dog-fights were great, the Spads and the Fokkers mixing it. I read all the stor...
I was sitting next to a young girl who didn’t know her scheme very well. “Where does 2900 Roteford go?" she asked me. "Try throwing it to 33," I told her. “You say you’re from Kansas Ci...
I sit here on the 2nd floor hunched over in yellow pajamas still pretending to be a writer.
I began receiving letters from a girl in New York City. Her name was Mindy. She had run across a couple of my books, but the best thing about her letters was that she seldom mentioned w...
no one is sorry I am leaving, not even I; but there should be a minstrel or at least a glass of wine. bothers the young most, I think: