Ian Curtis would have been 58 years old today. This draft is part of a sidebar project on which I’m collaborating with artist Jeff Edmunds. The project is a collection of illustrated biofictional shorts we’re calling “Evocations” because they seek to evoke the spirit of their subjects. For those not among the cognoscenti, you can…
Joe Strummer Along the Westway to Heaven
Joe Strummer: 21 August 1952 – 22 December 2002 This is a reprise of a post from a couple years ago. Hard to believe ten years have passed since Strummer's passing, more than 30 since I saw The Clash at the State Theatre in Akron, OH. In a week, I'll also be marking the 30th anniversary…
Evocations: Annika
I was surprised to discover I hadn't already published this to Maximum Fiction. This piece, Annika, is another in my collection of bio-fictional shorts. I've dubbed the collection Evoctions because these short pieces seek to evoke the spirit of their subject. Several years old now, Annika is one of my earlier attempts in this form.…
Evocations: Peter Falk Renders Lieutenant Columbo in Charcoal
I haven't posted one of these for a while. This short bio-fictional piece is part of a series I'm writing under the title Evocations. Peter Falk Renders Lieutenant Columbo in Charcoal Well, yeah. It happens all the time. Like paying sales tax: a small percentage added, insignificant and worth more to the greater good than…
Thoughts …
“Look at him swing that freaking arm!” Blessed by the heavens, our town had its own human metronome by whom we set the tempo of our days. Fuzzy and disheveled, The Arm loped along warren and thoroughfare alike, always a clutch of worn paperbacks in left hand as if in counterbalance to the exaggerated arc…
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