This is taken from a novel I wrote and released in the summer. It is called, From Far Out There. It is a mess of a pretty good book. I regretfully edited it in a messy and very small kitchen of a house that I was crashing in located inside of a town I just… Continue reading A strange day
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Another day in may #2
Another Day In May. ?. Fiction Theory. Summer Notebook. 2014. Page Nine Of Second Moleskine. Written By A.H.K. Draft Proofs. West Vine Press. THE MEMORY OF a brain never skips a beat. There’s no such thing as a hangover. Slowly in silence it all comes back. I remember everything. End day and new night, and… Continue reading Another day in may #2
Another day in may #1
New day. It's cold and I didn't even finish one of my last cigarettes, and I cant afford to waste the vice to my addiction, but I think I zoned out and a new song is playing. It's john Lennon and he said he found out that there's no guru who can see through you...… Continue reading Another day in may #1
September Draft Pages (One of Two) Where Is Babushka?
as I've already said (see below for old notes) this is just a raw demo of a short book I'm working on for preparation reasons. "Started to take mental notes for The Future Book Of War. I think ill have to write many short stories before i even get to the novel. one will focus… Continue reading September Draft Pages (One of Two) Where Is Babushka?
Old Writing #11, ‘Hey I just wanted to ride a T-Rex”
September 8, 2012 · by A.H.K Beaten eyes, and I don’t have a single memory of happiness. My shoes are holy. I don’t care. Not really. Bending these fingers, to type these words, and for what? To feel Everything. To feel alive. Running back to the woods. A dog running from trucks. Rain splash and gun shots… Continue reading Old Writing #11, ‘Hey I just wanted to ride a T-Rex”
Adventures In American Writing 