#AmericanWriters
The flies are angry bits of life; why are they so angry? it seems they want more, it seems almost as if they are angry
they’re not going to let you sit at a front table at some cafe in Europe in the mid-afternoon sun. you do, somebody’s going to
my father was a practical man. he had an idea. you see, my son, he said, I can pay for this house in my lif… then it’s mine.
in the hospitals and jails it’s the worst in madhouses it’s the worst in penthouses
I’ve come by, she says, to tell yo… that this is it. I’m not kidding,… over. this is it. I sit on the couch watching her ar… her long red hair before my bedroo…
the virus holds the concepts give way like rotten shoelaces toothache and bacon dance on the lawn
When I awakened it was 1:30 pm. I took a bath, got dressed, checked the mail. A letter from a young man in Glendale. "Dear Mr. Chinaski: I am a young writer and I think that I am a good...
oh, how worried they are about my soul! I get letters the phone rings... “are you going to be all right?”
16 and one-half inch neck 68 years old lifts weights body like a young
the dead dogs of nowhere bark as you approach another traffic accident. cars one standing on its
A week later I was driving down Hollywood Boulevard with Lydia. A weekly entertainment newspaper published in California at that time had asked me to write an article on the life of the...
sitting with the professors we talk about Allen Tate and John Crow Ransom the rugs are clean and the coffeetables shine
I found that the only way I could keep from dizzy-spelling into my case was to get up and take a walk now and then. Fazzio, a supervisor who had the station at the time, saw me walking ...
one of the terrible things is really being in bed night after night with a woman you no longer
we’d had any number of joints and… beer and I was on the bed stretche… and she said, “look, I’ve had 3 ab… in a row, real fast, and I’m sick… abortions, I don’t want you to sti…