In seventeen days I will finally get to see the Pogues play live. If you are unfamiliar with the band, they are the best Irish rock band of all time, fronted by the ugliest front man of all time. And I will finally see them live. And it will be on St. Patrick’s Day. The Pogues career has followed a drunken trajectory, and at the height of the...
Read MoreNon-Fiction Sundays: Not Like You
A sliver of moon provides plenty of light—that, and his endless chain of matches and Marlboros illuminate his profile. He inhales hard, the last drag, and flicks the butt in an arc out the window. “Might as well take you back,” he drawls. He starts the truck. It stalls immediately. He curses—You dying fucking pig!—revs the engine and guns...
Read MorePhotographic Saturdays: Klea McKenna
Klea McKenna is an American photographer who is based out of San Francisco, California. She teaches photography at the California College of the Arts, where she received her MFA in photography. You can see more of her work at her...
Read MorePoetic Friday: “Puppet-Maker,” Charles Simic
In his fear of solitude, he made us. Fearing eternity, he gave us time. I hear his white cane thumping Up and down the hall. I expect neighbors to complain, but no. The little girl who sobbed When her daddy crawled into her bed Is quiet now. It’s quarter to two. On this street of darkened pawnshops, Welfare hotels and tenements, One or two...
Read MoreScreenwriting Thursdays: Memorable Beginnings
Let’s say you’re working on a screenplay: you have the characters figured out, the plot in order, and the rising and falling action perfected. But in general, viewers will formulate an opinion about a movie within the first quarter of the film. Is the beginning to your screenplay memorable? Like the first page of a book or the first riff in a song,...
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