“The bus roared on. I was going home in October. Everybody goes home in October.” ― Jack Kerouac, On the Road PREFACE: I will only bring this minor event up to the masses of perplexity a total of three times in the next ten days, so I'm going to TALK...IS THAT OK? Sometimes I catch myself… Continue reading OH MY SPORTS! THE SCORE UPDATE: What I need and What you get…
Tag: spontaneous prose
Fireworks (Spontaneous Prose # 4)
Empty out your brain boy.... And the air from the fan and melt away never feel better, the day is light and another year older and you can smell the backspace to the slow decline of everything you want in life. There's nothing to it, the feel, the cars and the passing of the baseball… Continue reading Fireworks (Spontaneous Prose # 4)
Adventures In American Writing 