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Dispatch (No. 2)

March 19, 2011 in Personal

It’s early morning.  I’m sitting in my hotel room again, the Andean foothills still framing the airport runway in the distance outside my window, listening to Solsbury Hill as I write these words.

Gabriel García Márquez once described the process of writing as a form of carpentry.  He said to write well you need to hypnotize your reader by constructing your sentences in such as way as to lull them into a trance.  A stray comma, an errant adjective, and the trance would falter.  Your reader would stir and the writing would fail.  I also recall that Charles Bukowski once said writing was like seeing a cockroach on the wall and reaching up quickly and smashing it with your hand before it gets away. Read the rest of this entry →

Dispatch (No. 2)

March 19, 2011 in Personal

It’s early morning.  I’m sitting in my hotel room again, the Andean foothills still framing the airport runway in the distance outside my window, listening to Solsbury Hill as I write these words.

Gabriel García Márquez once described the process of writing as a form of carpentry.  He said to write well you need to hypnotize your reader by constructing your sentences in such as way as to lull them into a trance.  A stray comma, an errant adjective, and the trance would falter.  Your reader would stir and the writing would fail.  I also recall that Charles Bukowski once said writing was like seeing a cockroach on the wall and reaching up quickly and smashing it with your hand before it gets away. Read the rest of this entry →

Acid Brain

January 18, 2011 in Drugs, Stupid Humans, Wordsmoker Short Fiction

The first time I tried hallucinogens was my freshman year in college. I’d been trying for months to score some acid or some shrooms. Mine was easily the lamest campus in New England and thus probably the only one that was not literally awash in drugs at all times. So it was in late November, when a kid from down the hall in my dorm finally hooked me up with a few tabs of acid. It wasn’t the best he’d had, but it was okay, he said. I dropped a tab of it that same evening. I’ve never been very good at saving my drugs. Whether it’s a bag of weed, some tabs or a couple of percocets, whenever I come into possession of decent drugs, it’s really only a matter of hours at best before they’ve been ingested.

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Acid Brain

January 18, 2011 in Drugs, Stupid Humans, Wordsmoker Short Fiction

The first time I tried hallucinogens was my freshman year in college. I’d been trying for months to score some acid or some shrooms. Mine was easily the lamest campus in New England and thus probably the only one that was not literally awash in drugs at all times. So it was in late November, when a kid from down the hall in my dorm finally hooked me up with a few tabs of acid. It wasn’t the best he’d had, but it was okay, he said. I dropped a tab of it that same evening. I’ve never been very good at saving my drugs. Whether it’s a bag of weed, some tabs or a couple of percocets, whenever I come into possession of decent drugs, it’s really only a matter of hours at best before they’ve been ingested.

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Acid Brain

January 18, 2011 in Drugs, Stupid Humans, Wordsmoker Short Fiction

The first time I tried hallucinogens was my freshman year in college. I’d been trying for months to score some acid or some shrooms. Mine was easily the lamest campus in New England and thus probably the only one that was not literally awash in drugs at all times. So it was in late November, when a kid from down the hall in my dorm finally hooked me up with a few tabs of acid. It wasn’t the best he’d had, but it was okay, he said. I dropped a tab of it that same evening. I’ve never been very good at saving my drugs. Whether it’s a bag of weed, some tabs or a couple of percocets, whenever I come into possession of decent drugs, it’s really only a matter of hours at best before they’ve been ingested.

Read the rest of this entry →

Acid Brain

January 18, 2011 in Drugs, Stupid Humans, Wordsmoker Short Fiction

The first time I tried hallucinogens was my freshman year in college. I’d been trying for months to score some acid or some shrooms. Mine was easily the lamest campus in New England and thus probably the only one that was not literally awash in drugs at all times. So it was in late November, when a kid from down the hall in my dorm finally hooked me up with a few tabs of acid. It wasn’t the best he’d had, but it was okay, he said. I dropped a tab of it that same evening. I’ve never been very good at saving my drugs. Whether it’s a bag of weed, some tabs or a couple of percocets, whenever I come into possession of decent drugs, it’s really only a matter of hours at best before they’ve been ingested.

Read the rest of this entry →

Acid Brain

January 18, 2011 in Drugs, Stupid Humans, Wordsmoker Short Fiction

The first time I tried hallucinogens was my freshman year in college. I’d been trying for months to score some acid or some shrooms. Mine was easily the lamest campus in New England and thus probably the only one that was not literally awash in drugs at all times. So it was in late November, when a kid from down the hall in my dorm finally hooked me up with a few tabs of acid. It wasn’t the best he’d had, but it was okay, he said. I dropped a tab of it that same evening. I’ve never been very good at saving my drugs. Whether it’s a bag of weed, some tabs or a couple of percocets, whenever I come into possession of decent drugs, it’s really only a matter of hours at best before they’ve been ingested.

Read the rest of this entry →

Acid Brain

January 18, 2011 in Drugs, Stupid Humans, Wordsmoker Short Fiction

The first time I tried hallucinogens was my freshman year in college. I’d been trying for months to score some acid or some shrooms. Mine was easily the lamest campus in New England and thus probably the only one that was not literally awash in drugs at all times. So it was in late November, when a kid from down the hall in my dorm finally hooked me up with a few tabs of acid. It wasn’t the best he’d had, but it was okay, he said. I dropped a tab of it that same evening. I’ve never been very good at saving my drugs. Whether it’s a bag of weed, some tabs or a couple of percocets, whenever I come into possession of decent drugs, it’s really only a matter of hours at best before they’ve been ingested.

Read the rest of this entry →

Acid Brain

January 18, 2011 in Drugs, Stupid Humans, Wordsmoker Short Fiction

The first time I tried hallucinogens was my freshman year in college. I’d been trying for months to score some acid or some shrooms. Mine was easily the lamest campus in New England and thus probably the only one that was not literally awash in drugs at all times. So it was in late November, when a kid from down the hall in my dorm finally hooked me up with a few tabs of acid. It wasn’t the best he’d had, but it was okay, he said. I dropped a tab of it that same evening. I’ve never been very good at saving my drugs. Whether it’s a bag of weed, some tabs or a couple of percocets, whenever I come into possession of decent drugs, it’s really only a matter of hours at best before they’ve been ingested.

Read the rest of this entry →