August 2012
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The Near Departed by Richard Matheson
I couldn’t find this anywhere on the internet so I figured I’d type it up for anyone who wanted to read it.
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The small man opened the door and stepped in out of the glaring sunlight. He was in his early fifties, a spindly, plain looking man with receding gray hair. He closed the door without a sound, then stood in the shadowy foyer,...
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A Good Man is Hard to Find by Flannery O’Connor
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The grandmother didn’t want to go to Florida. She wanted to visit some of her connections in east Tennes- see and she was seizing at every chance to change Bailey’s mind. Bailey was the son she lived with, her only boy. He was sitting on the edge of his chair at the table, bent over the orange sports section of the...
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Where are Whitman’s wild children,
where the great voices speaking out
with a sense of sweetness and sublimity,
where the great new vision,
the great world-view,
the high prophetic song
of the immense earth
and all that sings in it
And our relation to it-
Poets, decsend
to the street of the world once more
And open your minds & eyes
with the old visual delight,
Clear your throat...
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I got into bed, opened the bottle, worked the pillow into a hard knot behind my back, took a deep breath, and sat in the dark looking out the window. It was the first time I had been alone for five days. I was a man who thrived on solitude; without it I was like another man without food or water. Each day without solitude weakened me. I took no pride in my solitude; but I was dependent on it. The...
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Seven simple rules of going into hiding
One: Never trust a cop in a raincoat.
Two: Beware of enthusiasm and of love, both are temporary and quick to sway.
Three: If asked if you care about the world’s problems, look deep into the eyes of he who asks, he will never ask you again.
Four: Never give your real name.
Five: If ever asked to look at yourself, don’t.
Six: Never do...
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The Great Smoke Off by Shel Silverstein
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Now in the laid-back California town of sunny San Rafael Lived a girl named Pearly Sweetcake - you probably know her well She was stoned 15 of her 18 years, and her story was widely told that she could smoke them faster than anyone can roll Well, her legend finally reached New York, that Grove Street walk-up flat where dwelt the Calistoga Kid, a...
Travels with Steinbeck: The Pearl →
amyhuff:
The Pearl is based on a story Steinbeck learned from the people of La Paz while on his journey around the Sea of Cortez. He includes the story in the Sea of Cortez book in a few sentences and I felt it would be nice to include that version here. If you’d rather not know what happens, feel free to skip below.
An indian boy by accident found a pearl of great size, an unbelievable...
