Soon to be a Major Television Event! AKA How Not to Sell a Novel to Readers.
Imagine if Hemingway was raised by a gangster, that sums up Barry Gifford’s Roy stories perfectly, all of which have been recently collected in The Cuban Club. It’s Nick Adams via Chicago. I love this gem from the second story, “Dingoes” “There are evil spirits haunt this earth who beguile good men and women and render them […]
I pretty much only speak to one adult human being a day, and two on Tuesdays and Thursdays. The adults are my wife and my mother-in-law. Other than that, I have a two-year-old, a moody eleven-year-old, two little old grumpy dogs, and a seven-year-old half feral cat who we inherited when we bought the house. […]
“The reason we can say anything we want in America is that we know that it makes […]
“One heart is not connected to another through harmony alone. They are, instead, linked deeply through their wounds. Pain linked to pain, fragility to fragility. There is no silence without a cry of grief, no forgiveness without bloodshed, no acceptance without a passage through acute loss. That is what lies at the root of true […]