#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
the canaries were there, and the l… and the old woman with warts; and I was there, a child and I touched the piano keys as they talked—
I kept getting letters from a lady who lived only a mile or so away. She signed them Nicole. She said she had read some of my books and liked them. I answered one of her letters and she...
suppose like others have come through fire and sword, love gone wrong, head-on crashes, drunk at sea, and I have listened to the simple…
there he is: not too many hangovers not too many fights with women not too many flat tires never a thought of suicide
here comes the fishhead singing here comes the baked potato in dra… here comes nothing to do all day l… here comes another night of no sle… here comes the phone wringing the…
I even hear the mountains the way they laugh up and down their blue sides and down in the water the fish cry
I only met one student at City College that I liked, Robert Becker. He wanted to be a writer. “I’m going to learn everything there is to learn about writing. It will be like taking a ca...
she reads to me from the New York… which I don’t buy, don’t know how they get in here, but it’s something about the Mafia one of the heads of the Mafia
sleepy now at 4 a.m. hear the siren of a white ambulance,
Jr. high went by quickly enough. About the 8th grade, going into the 9th, I broke out with acne. Many of the guys had it but not like mine. Mine was really terrible. I was the worst cas...
my grandfather was a tall German with a strange smell on his breath… he stood very straight in front of his small house and his wife hated him
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...
—he’s a dandy —small moustache —usually sucking on a cigar he tends to lean into cars as he transacts business
is the slim tall ear-ringed bedroom damsel dressed in a long gown
Jane, who has been dead for 31 yea… never could have imagined that I would write a scre… days together and