If I am acting

If I am acting out in any particular way that is harmful to myself – without a shadow of doubt, there is a feeling suppressed under wanting that second candy bar. Often, it is that little voice I haven’t paid attention to. It’s generally not the adult voice. If I take a moment to address … Read more

I remembered my New

I remembered my New Orleans days, living on two five-cent candy bars a day for weeks at a time in order to have leisure to write. But starvation, unfortunately, didn’t improve art. It only hindered it. A man’s soul was rooted in his stomach. A man could write much better after eating a porterhouse steak … Read more

If I could blame

If I could blame it on all the mothers and fathers of the world, they of the lessons, the pellets of power, they of the love surrounding you like batter … Blame it on God perhaps? He of the first opening that pushed us all into our first mistakes? No, I’ll blame it on Man … Read more