Sifting through the dirt to get to the gold
"I once heard Perkus Tooth say that he’d woken that morning having dreamed an enigmatic sentence: 'Paranoia is a flower in the brain.' Perkus offered this, then smirked and bugged his eyes–the ordinary eye, and the other. I played at amazement (I was amazed, anyway, at the fact that Perkus dreamed sentences to begin with).... Continue Reading →
"There were two points of view he was having troubles reconciling. From the first one, he was seeing himself as some sort of adventurer, who was following his instincts in his quest for something great, just not well defined. From the second one, he was morally bankrupt, irresponsible criminal, who was lying and stealing to... Continue Reading →
"Kafkaesque is when you enter a surreal world in which all you control begins to fall to pieces and you find yourself battling a force that does not lend itself to the way you perceive the world. You don't give up, you don't lay down and die. What you do is struggle with whatever strength... Continue Reading →
Summary Western Roads is Michael Walsh's semiautobiographical tale of wanderlust, friendship, and murder. The story follows Walsh and his confederate, Othello Bolen, who flee Minneapolis after a violent incident in St. Paul. They meet a few years later in California and boil toward the climactic finish. The work is experimental, urgent; hot as a bebop... Continue Reading →
There is nothing more enjoyable for a reader then the feeling of being transported into another place in time. When the author can have a distinct narrative for very different characters from different time periods or even settings without losing focus brings a gripping read that was difficult to put down. My initial expectations were... Continue Reading →
" 'Drinking makes such fools of people and people are such fools to begin with, that it's compounding a felony.' " Robert Benchley What I like about reading books about Hollywood glamour and fame from the early stages of film and celebrity is the realization that although over seventy-five years has passed since a lot... Continue Reading →
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