Remainders of memories Waiting to see what happens in the darkness it starts to rain. Darkness, only darkness; raining reminds me that I’m still alive as the drops seek into my skin. Darkness rain and the windows howl hoo, as if scared lil feet on wood of a lost lil ol lion dog. Rain drops… Continue reading So, what happens next?
Month: May 2012
Meet the idiot savants within the Pages of The Adventures of a Dying Young Man.
Sorry, no coffee or cracker cheese folks, and never mind... Yeah, I was just going over and I’m almost at the end of the third complete draft of my novel called Adventures of a Dying Young Man, and well, I was thinking that I really want to introduce Henry to the public before I send… Continue reading Meet the idiot savants within the Pages of The Adventures of a Dying Young Man.
The Summer of Transference, Chapter 1
It started with a thank you, a thank you from a police officer named Gary McCarthy, a thank you in response to an initial thank you, an exchange of reaffirming and positive salutes between a protester and a man of the law, two people that based on freedom and humanism and by definition should be… Continue reading The Summer of Transference, Chapter 1
The Day Sings
A kid singing don't let me down, not the Beatles, but it sounds familiar.Another kid singing about someone getting shot in the back, words of a mother's phone call.The Birds singing to feed me love me and just sing me a song you ol summer breeze. And my skin sings, and yeah, it's a song of… Continue reading The Day Sings
A Simple Musical Theory of Writing (extra PDF font style of Visions of Michigan)
(Introduction: Don’t worry; I know I’m not the first person to say any of this. That is an obnoxious thought. Let’s carry on…) Many people ask me why do I use the typewriter… and I guess I use it because it has to do with that oh so cliché word vocalized as beat…the timepiece on… Continue reading A Simple Musical Theory of Writing (extra PDF font style of Visions of Michigan)
Adventures In American Writing 