after I smoke a smoke and contemplate killing myself. AND YOU KNOW WHAT? It's OK to say what everybody thinks once in a while. It's OK not to be happy. The world is on fire, You know it, I know it, and awe chucks Mr., well yeah, They've always known all about it. Lets not play duck duck goose for the civility really… Continue reading some words…
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Afternoon Warm Up, Typing up some old words from old writers. #1
(From, On The Road, by Jack Kerouac A part of the book that is real, funny, and something every poor traveler can relate to, hunger. Also, I did this for practice, typed it up, and took some liberties with structure for fun.) ["But this aint the road to Canada, this is the road to Pittsburg and Chicago "… Continue reading Afternoon Warm Up, Typing up some old words from old writers. #1
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
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 