“You mean you don’t plan everything in advance–plot, characters, action? You don’t sketch it all out?” I’m afraid not. I just find myself writing. ‘…I grope along through fog…’ says Amy, writing out her tale in Human Child. Especially at first, my experience is quite si...
Before Elvis, country-and-western and rhythm and blues were two crackling electrical lines running parallel to one another in the segregated South. When Memphis radio station WHBQ played Elvis singing a sped-up version of Delta bluesman Arthur Crudup’s “That’s All Right” in July 1954, thos...
Well then, in his mysterious little difficulty, going in quest of the wrinkled one, Billy found him off duty in a dog-watch ruminating by himself, seated on a shot-box of the upper gun deck, now and then surveying with a somewhat cynical regard certain of the more swaggering promenade...
In January 1920, Fred, having separated from my great-great grandmother Mina around 1908, was living with William Dean, William’s wife Alice and their adopted daughter Bertha. They lived at 395 Lincoln in Benton Harbor. William was 77 years old, Alice was 71, and Bertha was 41. Fred wa...
In January 1920, Fred, having separated from my great-great grandmother Mina around 1908, was living with William Dean, William’s wife Alice and their adopted daughter Bertha. They lived at 395 Lincoln in Benton Harbor. William was 77 years old, Alice was 71, and Bertha was 41. Fred wa...