It's
a shame that we don't pay enough attention to an author until that
author dies.
This is not always the case.
I
still need to read many works by authors who traveled to the
undiscovered country quite some time ago:
Hesse.
Dostoyevsky.
Faulkner.
*
I
was late in coming to watch the series Breaking Bad,
but I'm watching a couple of episodes each day, and I'm in Season
two, Episode 11.
[I
finished all 5 seasons June 12!]
This
series had me in its thrall like the novels of Dean Koontz
Mr.
Koontz sent me a signed copy of one of his books and a thank you note
after I wrote him and thanked him for writing books.
I
was so shocked when I saw the package with his return address that I
tripped and fell down at the mailbox.
Just
a few abrasions.
I
mailed my letter May 7th and received his on May 19th.
*
I
just finished Tropic of Cancer by Henry Miller.
I
read it years ago.
I
found it rather dull, with only occasional flashes of brilliance.
*
I
had my Henry Miller phase.
My
Jack Kerouac phase.
Now
it's my Dean Koontz phase.
*
Little
bubbles are beginning to boil in the cauldron of the next
Presidential election.
All
candidates play hard to get.
I
guess they believe that they are more credible when they don't come
right out and announce that they're running.
Jeb
Bush.
Hillary
Clinton.
A
spectacled Rick Perry is a wannabe but probably won't be.
New
Jersey governor Chris Christie has not burnt his bridge yet.
Mitt Romney again?
Other dark
horses are still in the shade.
IT'S
ABOUT RENEWABLE RESOURCES!
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