But that was not the reason for the donation. If monetary gain were the goal, Linda could have sold that archive for many times more than what she'll get as a tax write-off.Not to be mean or anything, but that big donation to the Huntington earned a HUGE tax write-off.
A prize seems contrary to Bukowski's values. I don't think he had any respect for literary awards and honors. Sales meant far more to him than critical esteem or laurels.
I think you're right. He said he didn't care, but it's obvious that he did enjoy recognition, and to a certain degree, the bit of fame that came along with it. He wrote at least two poems about being included in the Who's Who In America annual in the mid-1980's.Although an 'Outsider' I believe Bukowski always wanted recognition of his Poetry and GAVE recognition to others he so admired.
Although an 'Outsider' I believe Bukowski always wanted recognition of his Poetry and GAVE recognition to others he so admired. From DH Lawrence to Pound.
I believe that the source for "one quarter of his salary" (as opposed to $100) is Martin. But I can see why the story is always told as $100 a month - it's romantic, and plays into the Bukowski-as-a-bum myth perfectly - but as we know, that agreement wasn't necessary for long.And the figure of 100 bucks was a result of Bukowski's calculations for child-support, rent, utilities, beer and stamps. It turned out to be a quarter of Martin's salary. Some people think that Martin promised a quarter of his salary to Bukowski. No. Wrong. It just TURNED OUT that way.
I used to steal comic books from those very same news stands
Is this place your house... Like a Temple?
In a way. It has walls around it with places for archers to stand and defend against politically correct punks who live in student dorms, go to writing workshops, and have never worked a day in their lives or ever taken any real risks whatsoever.
Other than that, it's a pretty normal house.
Ask me what I think of trust-fund babies.
And a drawbridge? Is anyone welcome other than risk-averse, dorm living, unemployed, apprentice wannabe writer PCPs?
MULLINAX said:The unemployed are more than welcome, as long as they have some sort of previous employment record that lends itself to jocular ribbing and sardonic reminiscing. It's the NEVER employed, the people that Buk writes about, that are asked to stay clear, my friend.
Bukowski's work record has got to be my main reason for loving his stuff so much. He looks back on his JOBS with (rye) wry humour. That's what makes him superior to the Carvers, the Hamsuns, the Orwells and the Fantes. He can make his readers laugh! He leavens the horror and the drudgery with hilarity. It's called 'telling a good story'.
The world is my country!
Build your own house.
Corndog's comments above
Imagine some CURRENTLY outta-worker... who could then leave shit shoveling aside and ... use the prize money to put out a 'Post Office' (metaphorically speaking) of his own.
We all do our own thing to subvert the status quo. Or we don't.