Click On Picture for full story: Just write your damn words already people. I like poets but man, only poets would get into this kind of debate, ha : " The bearer of this sad news was a Mr. Nathan Thompson, who like me is a poet."
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Who knows?
Right? Who knows? Anything? And if they do… Will they please come forward and tell me what they know? Because well… I Tried, to ask, and Only… Silence. Nothing waits for you, and this, the now, the now is, it's now, here, now, gone.. The present of this now is in your hands, and of… Continue reading Who knows?
Three Books #1
Lyrical and Critical Essays’, Albert Camus Air Conditioned Nightmare, Henry Miller Windblown World: The Journals of Jack Kerouac 1947-1954 CAMUS
A man and his brother, a poet; a note
(I found this scribbled in my backpack on a note. I don't remember who wrote it or if i got it exactly right. I'm going to the library later today and I will look it up. I wanted to share this right now because as I wake up for a new day it was (I think) what I… Continue reading A man and his brother, a poet; a note
365 days of Adventures in American Writing. What’s the point?
A spontaneous essay about what I've learned so far Rule for writing: Many writers smoke, and I'm not saying that you should smoke. You really shouldn't, because it's terrible for you. What I'm saying is that maybe the reason that many writers smoke is because it allows for you to take a step back from your work, from writing, allowing you to… Continue reading 365 days of Adventures in American Writing. What’s the point?
Adventures In American Writing 