Billy, I’m trying to punch a hole in what some would call writer’s block. Normally, I would sit down to a computer and write whatever came to mind. In my recent state of lethargy, I find that a keyboard yields up little in the way of exciting material. Nothing’s…
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Alex, I understand your complaint and why you would feel guilty about it. It’s tough not to feel empty when we achieved all we once dreamed of. I find myself at ends with my middle class life that’s do different from the life I once knew. I have comfort, enough…
Leave a CommentDear Irene, All right. You’re right. I admit to my potty mouth. It comes naturally. Growing up where I did, going to Catholic schools, and being a drunk for most of my first 30 years . . . well, it affected me. I could say that these things gave me…
Leave a CommentDear Zeke, It’s been a good day and I wanted you to know that. It reminded me of a day I had last week. I was sitting at my window looking over the back yard. The boy sat with his head in his hands. He didn’t get his way and…
Leave a CommentDr. Bayindir, Months ago, perhaps now over a year, you recommended a Turkish writer to me by the name of Sait Faik Abasiyanik. I’d actually forgotten your recommendation and was only recently reminded of it. You gave me a card with Sait Faik’s name on it. I stowed that card…
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