A.That it was impossible for trees to grow on the wasteland. B.That his normal work and life would be greatly affected. C.That no one would like to join him in the efforts. D.That he had to keep everything he did secret.
Oh dear holy denizen of the dark and fragrant valleys, the hidden forests, the misty mountains of my dreams, you who dwell in the silence from the most holy and unknown deep, to whom did you cry out — where was your mother or sister or brother or father, where was He——to whom d...
After I found out about fanzines, I started writing for ’em in 1972. The first things were a thing on a fictional Alabama band called Heavy Mother in Andy Shernoff’s Teenage Wasteland Gazette, a piece on the real Alabama band Wet Willie for Dennis Metrano’s Sunshine, and a letter of...
I almost skipped Rita Bullwinkel’s Headshot, the story of eight teenage girl boxers who are each determined to prove she’s the best, but am so glad I didn’t. It’s funny, it’s compassionate and it’s very, very realistic in depicting a gritty, physical and ruthless competition that...
Under the cover of darkness, he went secretly into the wasteland and started planting.And every week, he made his secret journey into the wasteland and planted trees and grass.For fifteen years he did this against the plain common sense.Slowly rabbits appeared.Later, as there was legal ...