by Jeremy Lambert * * “Shit.” He dropped the match. “Shit,” he said again, snuffing out the tiny flame with a loafer. Bud struck another one, lighting his cigarette with a faint crackle as he sucked in the smoke. He looked down at the previous one lying on the floor of his porch, right between his feet. The heat from it had felt good until the flame licked … [Read more...] about The Last Part of the Deer
Boy Meets Bar: A Half-Loss of Words
-Andrew Ramirez * It’s too bad. A few days ago my computer crashed and I watched two thousand words from a story I’d been working on go bye-bye right before my eyes. Very literally, my story became half the guy it used to be. At first, I tried dealing with it like it was just another relationship gone sour. I went for a walk. I toyed with smoking a cigarette at nine in … [Read more...] about Boy Meets Bar: A Half-Loss of Words
Boy Meets Bar: Heavy Weights
The other day I was making a list of all the drunk writers I could come up with. Bukowski, Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Faulkner, Carver, Cheever, Chandler, Crews, Poe, Thomas, Thompson, Johnson….And hell, maybe it was just because I misspelled Kerouac so many times that I had all those scratch outs, but that list got so long it was off the cocktail napkin and right out the door in … [Read more...] about Boy Meets Bar: Heavy Weights
Boy Meets Bar: Hemingway Said
- Andrew Ramirez * Who said it? Was it Hemingway—about how it takes a whole lot of sadness to write a really funny book? Lately, I’ve come to believe it by way of the inverse: Did you know the guy who penned The Exorcist started out paying the rent with books like Which Way to Mecca, Jack? and I, Billy Shakespeare and Twinkle, Twinkle, “Killer” Kane? And thanks to a … [Read more...] about Boy Meets Bar: Hemingway Said
Boy Meets Bar: Occidental Trading
By Andrew Ramirez * Four years ago, I almost went to Occidental College. I was trying to decide between a big school and a small school and ultimately decided in favor of big bad USC, not for reasons of prestige or faculty or tradition or whatever—the sheer number of blonds on beach cruisers being that as it may—but it was that Occidental just sounded too much like … [Read more...] about Boy Meets Bar: Occidental Trading