Month: February 2013
It doesn’t matter if you’re ready or not
Remember when I crashed the car? I backed up and nothing, and there was this smell; the car was growling like a mad dove. There wasn't even any pain, at least not physically, but mentally, the same anger that I tried to run away from year after year, and it came to this point, to the fire,… Continue reading It doesn’t matter if you’re ready or not
Love
I fell asleep with the television on. Some show about white trash doing white trash things. That being said, I wake up in a terrible mood in a terrible motel and man, it’s time to get back to the small town blues with small town looks and nothing is flowing today. I’m in a funk.… Continue reading Love
I hate american television
And that’s what I am, a bloody working man, and I have to believe that I’m working for something, I mean, why else would I do it? And usually I forget about my born-with intuition of surrendering to the times and the life of being a writer, but sometimes I have to shut down the… Continue reading I hate american television
Winter/Spring 2013 Visual Portfolio, For Andrew H.Kuharevicz
Adventures In American Writing 