OPENING THE NEW YEAR - HOPEFULLY WITHOUT MORE SPOOKS AND SPAM
Thursday 19 September 2019
Do you ever wonder why your computer screen goes suddenly blank?
I used to wonder why and how this Poet-in-Residence blog was dismantled piecemeal.
The scaffolding was removed or didn't work and then the bricks fell.
It happened swiftly and without warning.
It all started when I got on to certain controversial subjects.
I salvaged what I could.
Today I bought a copy of the new Bret Easton Ellis creation White.
The last Ellis book I read, in fact the only book I've read by this author, American Psycho was reviewed here in 2013.
Please enter American Psycho in the blog search box. This will bring you to the relevant page. I think the review is worth reading if only as an introduction to the genius of Bret Easton Ellis.
I haven't read any of Bret Easton Ellis' six other books and I've never been a disciple of any author.
But today having seen the first pages of White I can say Ellis is on to something important.
The author had internet problems I can identify with.
Here's my copy of White:
Monday 24 December 2018
Tuesday 11 December 2018
Sunday 2 December 2018
Saturday 24 November 2018
Monday 19 November 2018
The other day, as I reported on my blog 'zen my ass' I visited the graveside of W H Auden at Kirchstetten.
The weather here has turned wintry, the morning gloomy. A curtain of grey present outside the window.
I thought I'd revisit my W H Auden postings. There are several. Simply enter 'Auden' in the P-I-R search box and away you go. There's much of interest. Please enjoy.