#AmericanWriters
Three or four days later I found her note and phoned Debra. She said, “Come on over.” She gave me the directions to Playa del Rey and I drove over. She had a small rented house with a f...
I saw a vacancy sign in the window in front of a rooming-house, had the cabby pull up. I paid him and walked up on the front porch, rang the bell. I had one black eye from the fight, an...
The next day we picked up some of her stuff at this motel. There was a little dark guy in there with a wart on the side of his nose. He looked dangerous. Hector was sitting on the edge ...
is an orange animal with hand grenades fire power
the Egyptians loved the cat were often entombed with it instead of with the women and never with the dog but now
dogs and angels are not very different. I often go to this place to eat about 2:30 in the afternoon
if I suffer at this typewriter think how I’d feel among the lettuce— pickers of Salinas?
in the center of the action you have to lay down like an anima… until it charges, you have to lay down
we were in bed and she started to fight: “you son of a bitch! you just wait… I’ll get you!” I began laughing:
I had begun to dislike my father. He was always angry about something. Wherever we went he got into arguments with people. But he didn’t appear to frighten most people; they often just ...
I was hungover again, another heat spell was on—a week of 100 degree days. The drinking went on each night, and in the early mornings and days there was The Stone and the impossibility ...
the mockingbird had been following… all summer mocking mocking mocking teasing and cocksure; the cat crawled under rockers on p…
we buy the scandal sheets at the s… get into bed and eat pretzels and… the church bells ring and the dogs… we turn on the tv and watch very b… then she goes down and brings up i…
You had to fill out more papers to get out than to get in. The first page they gave you was a personalized mimeo affair from the postmaster of the city. It began: “I am sorry you are te...
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.