... good ol Sal if he was born today his story of America and Dean couldn’t be told. No endless sentences without break, and no spontaneous creation nor no beat in Detroit, with no food and sleeping in the library reading about the woods and the Oregon trail. There’s be no highway and no popping bennies or sleepless nights in Denver. Be no Brooklyn bridge and no close calls with cops. There’d be no Marylou and no dying in Mexico City. There’d be no protagonist and there’d be no writer, at least the same kind of writer that actually happened.
Tag: life
A History of Typing (Spontaneous Exercise New Writing 2020)
1134 I stayed up all night reading the stranger, that’s when and that’s how, it happened. I think. It’s a fog and maybe a dream, maybe it’s all a dream, the act of writing, why we write, why any of us write. It’s been a while since I learned how to write, and maybe there’s… Continue reading A History of Typing (Spontaneous Exercise New Writing 2020)
September Draft Pages (2019)
(Taken from an unfinished manuscript of a new poetic prose collection I'm working on (out soon, end of this month or early October) called, Pickpocket of Reality) (not) A Sheltered Life Under the library in new york city Waiting for the storm to last a while longer Wanted to be there, not in times square… Continue reading September Draft Pages (2019)
August Draft Pages 2019 (Pickpocket of Reality)
My novel Future Book of War is done. Will be out August 30th in hardcover print via West Vine Press. This is from a poetry book in progress. Thanks for reading. East 4t h Street. We met across the street all acting like we met before I’m the only one with expectations creating a present… Continue reading August Draft Pages 2019 (Pickpocket of Reality)
Writing/Book adventure: New York City
Went to New York for the bookexpo. Four days all about books hanging with editors, and writers, and found one of mine on the shelf. Nice... Final thoughts about trip... The trip was cool and insightful. Tons of free books and talking to individuals who are collectively pretty unsure exactly what we’re doing here. Where’s… Continue reading Writing/Book adventure: New York City