Still shambling the streets of the city Nelson Algren defined, I am the Monster in a madhouse refined. Burma Shave.
Tuesday, May 8, 2007
A Midnight Dreary
I had been talking with Sid about finding books or magazines I had stories or poems in, and how sometimes I meet (or become email-pals with) someone who had also been a contributor. Like a string theory of intersecting careers. Charles Gramlich and I are in the same book featuring Poe-inspired poetry, published on the (I think) 150th anniversary of THE RAVEN seeing print. The second poem/photo montage is by J. Christiano, and was presented to me at a surprise party following the publication of THE HOLY TERROR in April of 1992. The film WAYNE'S WORLD was in theaters at the time, and it was one of the few gifts I received that was not related to that Saturday Night Live skit. Still deciding what to keep and what to doom---Wayne
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I remember my excitement at being in this book. There was a lot of good stuff in it. I remember sitting down to read it one night by candlelight because our electricity had gone out in a massive rain storm. It seemed appropriate.
Super cool, Wayne.
A friend and I were both published together in a magazine several years ago - hers was a poem and mine was an illustration. It was nice to be together like that.
Unfortunately, I've since lost the mag, though I suppose I could try to scrounge up a back issue somewhere.
Don't prune too drastically.
Crap can certainly weigh one down. Dump what doesn't hurt to part with. Keep the things that stir you in a positive way.
The world is a much smaller place than what we think....
Hope your good my friend...
HUGZ
Wayne, hope you're doing well.
Have a lovely weekend.
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