Tag Archives: Stephen KIng

Poetic License

I’m asked often, if everything I write is true. Let’s put it this way…imagine writing on a long strip of elastic, truth slightly stretched, to enlighten and entertain. Emily Dickinson called it, writing on slant.  I call it, accessorizing, yet … Continue reading

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Pulp Friendship

A fellow I know told me a great story about writer Stephen King  who was invited to speak at a Westchester high school where my friend taught English. The first thing Mr. King said as he addressed the packed auditorium … Continue reading

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I Guess I’m Not For You

I had my first real ‘I hate your blog’ experience the other day. It made the time a friend  said my flagrant use of the word fuck disturbed him (8/22) feel like a walk in the park. Seems my entries … Continue reading

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