#AmericanWriters #1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
To pacify Lydia I agreed to go to Muleshead, Utah. Her sister was camping in the mountains. The sisters actually owned much of the land. It had been inherited from their father. Glendol...
sleepy now at 4 a.m. hear the siren of a white ambulance,
terror finally becomes almost bearable but never quite terror creeps like a cat crawls like a cat
That night I gave another bad reading. I didn’t care. They didn’t care. If John Cage could get one thousand dollars for eating an apple, I’d accept $500 plus air fare for being a lemon....
she died of alcoholism wrapped in a blanket on a deck chair on an ocean steamer.
our marriage book, it says. I look through it. they lasted ten years. they were young once.
The rainy season began. Most of the money went for drink so my shoes had holes in the soles and my raincoat was torn and old. In any steady downpour I got quite wet, and I mean wet-down...
this head like a saucer decorated with everything as lip to lip we hang in mechanical joy; my hands blaze with arias
I began at 6:18 p.m. and Dave Janko did not begin until 10:36 p.m., so it could have been worse. Having a 10:06 thirty minute lunch, I was usually back by the time he got in. In he’d co...
there are many single women in the… with one or two or three children and one wonders where the husbands have gone or where the lovers have gone
the German hotel was very strange… double doors to the rooms, very th… looked the park and the vasser ter… it was usually too late for breakf… would be everywhere changing sheet…
I’m big I suppose that’s why my women alwa… small but this 6 foot goddess who deals in real estate
you know I sat on the same barstool in Phi… 5 years I drank canned heat and the cheape… I was beaten in alleys by well-fed…
good weather is like good women— it doesn’t always happen and when it does
take a writer away from his typewr… and all you have left is the sickness which started him