Naked Eye

I used to listen to The Who’s Odds and Sods – this song in particular- laying in bed in my room, ignoring the world and its abysmal caring, wishing I had dope to smoke and a woman to lay in the grass with to stare at all sorts of stars.

The Who is the penultimate band. Unadulterated liberty.

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Gorge – short story

boonebearA story I wrote about Daniel Boone, a bear, a storm, true love, and Kentucky. -> readme

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This Sporting Life

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Reading

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Bandwagon

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Gor

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On hiatus – writing book – ah cha cha cha cha

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Postponement

“…the writer is a duelist who never fights at the stated hour, who gathers up an insult, like another curious object, a collector’s item, spreads it out on his desk later, and then engages in a duel with it verbally. Some people call it weakness. I call it postponement. What is a weakness in the man becomes a quality in the writer. For he preserves, collects what will explode later in his work.” — Anais Nin (Diaries)

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Robert E. Howard was born 108 years ago

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Lance Mackey

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