A Poem from Thomas Moor

A poem entitled “Three Things Too Wonderful for Me” A Poem from Thomas Moor

Un Bellini

– excerpted from the short story “Coffee and Milk” by Seth Wieck. On his way back to St. Mark’s he saw the hanging sign for Harry’s Bar, and he needed to sit down.  He pushed through the door and there was the bar on the left with a procession of men in white coats and bowties gathering […]

Personality & the Writer

An article by Tom Jenks linking personality types to writers.  Interesting if you’re interested in that type of thing. Personality & the Writer

I’m listening to Billy Joe Shaver and reading James Joyce. Bob Dylan. “I Feel a Change Comin’ On.”  Together Through Life.  

From the Notebook:

Something I started, but haven’t been able to finish: America reclines in the shadowsStoking coals to keep off oncoming nightOh, but a few more hours til my eyelids burn;Til they droop from the dryAnd I must finally admit sleep Submit to sleepAfter dozing in my chairAfter waking with a broken postureAnd a gap in my […]

I got a letter from a young man I had never heard of before and he announced blandly that he was writing stories which he thought were very much like mine and he wondered if I would read them. He was also worried about sending them to editors because they were so very much like […]

The New Fugitives

These are my friends. Check back often. The New Fugitives

Goal Stated:

I try to be systematic in my thinking, and therefore in my actions.  The goal is that I do not commit a lot of actions or speak a lot of words without some sort of well-planned intentions preceding them.  It makes me slow to move, but it has served me well.  Mostly. I deal with […]

This is what my work day consists of: This is my work, this is my day, this pace, This pace won’t change, my heart won’t change this pace.

The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims his handiwork. Day to day pours out speech, and night to night reveals knowledge. There is no speech, nor are there words, whose voice is not heard. Their voice goes out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the […]