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Monday, May 19, 2008

"Time is Near"...Mo Rich Man Po Man...

“ Well," M. Call go on, "You, to be honest were described in detail by your father. Especially I remember he saying how much men admire yer super thighs, hows de are strong and hairy as an I-Talian foos ball star, and I have no reason to disbelieve, he had de motive to decieve, other than a few... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Beware of What You Want...Rich Man Po Man, Cont.

Gerta relaxes and plans, remembering in the car the rich man had said, “I’ve heard a lot of nice things about you Ms Tomlinson. Very nice. Your father is not bashful in his description of you. Say you got great big Godly thighs.” “ Thank you kind sir, they do best what's God's work.” Gerta smile... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, May 16, 2008

Up de Fundament...Rich Man Po Man, cont.

Not to be sidtracked by the laughter, Max continues, “Yes, well done Bibeer, a little lewd Jewish humor is always appreciated. And now I'll conclude...as we were satisfied and prosperous with the old order, let us be hopeful for the new. I know Mr. Coll does not believe as the lower class do, that... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Rich Man Po Man...

“ Seriously,” Max says, getting their attention again, “We must pray for the best, while preparing for the wuss. No doubt she will want some changes as all new rulers do, including a personal maid of her choosing to pass de time of day with. That probably will be the main change. The rest of us... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, May 9, 2008

Into the Fire

I’ve been told that in appearance, I was the image of a notably crazy uncle, and when I changed my name to Jack Brome, I without knowing it assumed his name, so legally I am Jack Conrad Brome. Uncle Conrad once picked up one of the young brats and threw her or him into the fireplace for making too... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, May 2, 2008

Searching for a Theme...

A slow sickness has him. His chest hurts and his entire body aches like jungle fever. His thoughts go back 20 years when he had the last such feelings. He’s been sick since, but this is more like that feverish time when he wrote first draft of The Journey from a sick bed in about a five-day week and... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Love Torture Me

If night does fall as surely will, doth fall on my frailty, expose my inborn weakness. Lies here a man in terrible dream, fall a sacrifice to love; with love torture me. Tell me, why must I be slave on call to your erotic mind, tied with cruelty; unsolved love's sweet mystery? Oh, this ill my flesh... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Crazy like de Fox...

Crazy Like De Fox Brome was a text book case of the sexually obsessive personality, and was more or less always looking for someone to try and make him forget the past or current obsession. Like “to dream the impossible dream. Ter go, where the brave dare not go.” Talk about a man slowly fucking... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Mummy??

The conversations with the child-like mother, strangely enough reminded Brome of a joke played on one of his favorite characters, Reggie, the Bi Englishman, and odd man out for all occasions. The small time actor lived with two supporting actresses. He was near exhaustion, taking a nap when the... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, July 3, 2007

Hello Mother, cont

To say I was surprised is to understate. The alert intelligent sounding young sister, then must have been the long haired, slender girl's mother. Anyway, we talked about the dog and tennis and things in general. I told her I would call her again if it was ok, and she agreed it was. In fact I called... Sign in to see full entry.

Hello Mother...

Hello Mother... She was walking her dog along LaSalle Boulevard as I drove slowly down the street to my turnoff. I was driving home from tennis and glanced casually at her slender form. Saving grace was a mass of dark hair which reach morn half way down her back. Feeling a connection when I looked... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, July 1, 2007

Introducing Terza...

At the BirdCage Lounge, there were often as many as 10 Dancers performing at each show: some house regulars, some trying to see if they would be met with approval, and become regulars. “Hello, I would like to introduce a new dancer. She's young but willing.” The old master of ceremonies leered into... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, June 29, 2007

Good Odds...

Near the bar, where the hairy legged dancer did her act, is a street that I know from experience, is a good place to meet a nice, non pro. Reminds me of the corn fields of my old publishing partner back in Indiana. We would go hunting on a Wednesday afternoon, off like doctors, and flush the rabs.... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

On Sex Cults and Other Phenomena...

I began to understand why I went to Oregon. I did not start out for Oregon out of a desire to emulate the gold rushers or old bankers after young ass. But to see if I could understand how a relatively handsome man, intelligent, college grad, good lover as she had herself confessed, lost out in the... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, June 24, 2007

Report from the Front, cont...

Hitting on a woman who has read, Message of Merciful Love to Kline Piple, supposedly written by a teen in a European country, can't have much of a future. Like hitting on a fucking pro without dough. It may work occasionally, but why bother? The percentages aren't with you. Maybe if you have a... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, June 22, 2007

Some Good Advice...Report from the Front, cont.

s he may be Sis Mary, herself but I still have this downtown desire. She has the charm of a Saint for sure, about seventeen, certainly few saints are that, and a smile that would make a snake stiff. She's shapely as uh Hindu God, so fucking saintly I could get more religeo in a minute. Eat her like... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, June 18, 2007

a good book...

“ What's You Readin?” I ask smiling, trying my best to look sincere, like I really cared. She holds out the book to me and I take it from her and read, “Merciful to Smallish.” Wow, talk about a sign from God. I look toward the heavens to see anything. Read on “Copyright by the Little People,... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, June 16, 2007

Check the Books...

Not long after, Brome is driving down Dexter, as nice a street as one is likely to see anywhere in America, with middle to upper class white and black living in harmony. That is until the whites all move out ter the suburbs. Suddenly a block up a pretty young girl walked onto the sidewalk carrying a... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, June 15, 2007

True Fiction...

How to write the novel of a man writing a novel? This thought obsessed me. How to write true fiction... And of course write of what I know. What do I know? How to make a dyke love me? Where's the market, as they say. Everyone and his brother these days is eating it. Most of them like pigs rooting... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Jule, the end, fine'...

I'm trying but I can't find any connection to this sexy cunt and a stove. There has to be something on her mind too strange, out of whack, for me to understand. I'm wondering if I should tell her my suspicions about her and the Entertainer Dyke and how it might affect my later peace of mind when I... Sign in to see full entry.

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