I didn’t pay a hell of a lot of attention to grammar, and when I write it is for the love of the word, the color, like tossing paint on a canvas, and using a lot of ear and having read a bit here and there, I generally come out ok, but technically I don’t know what’s happening, nor do I care.
Posts Tagged: bukowski
Yet the more I imagined this scene, the more I had read between the novels of Bukowski’s lowly dredge through life and Dick’s mind-bending canon of science fiction, I began to see more and more of an affinity between the two.
Readers who visit Paris or London in the hopes of paying their respects to departed authors can do so in one fell swoop, with graves concentrated in a single, central location; visitors to LA, however, will have to do some schlepping....more
Many songs by Nick have a way of throwing you down for a good tickling and then, when everything is happy times, he’ll lyrically smack you upside the head. Pay attention, he’s going deeper than that.
He’ll sing you a lullaby before dropping you to the floor and sticking his boot on your throat....more
Good things happen when people who grow up listening to Thriller become poets.
There’s going to be a new Bukowski exhibit down Southern California way, including his “annotated racing forms” that will teach you his system for playing the horses.
Jason Pinter takes on the idea that men don’t read....more
Yesterday we published Charles Bukowski’s forward to Wantling’s 7 on Style. We just found this (via a Facebook comment) on publishing William Wantling:...more