Really? Seems to me that he had it pretty good there, for quite some time. A more leisurely and creative life than most of us have led. The end is never pretty, but there was a lot that came before.I do feel a lot for Steve. It strikes me he's had a lot of bad luck.
He's trying to write again and lost all of his work in some water damage or something strange. -jeremy
those idle eyes
sit by the seaside
all the lepers of insight
This is the first I've heard about Steve losing all his work. That's a bitch. Same thing happened to A. D. Winans, another great poet and Buk friend from way back. Winans lost it all in an apartment fire. He's writing again, carrying on.
It's the reason I've given away so many of my small press books over the years; fear of losing everything in a fire. The more of it out there, the more may survive any personal disaster. But then I'm paranoid...
...Are you serious? You expect a fire so you make contingency plans well in advance by doling out that which would perish?
Is your larder stocked with a year's supply of food?
Absolutely serious. That's how my brain works. Plan for the worst. No, my larder is not stocked. After Y2K fizzled, my wife ignores my pleas that civilization is about to collapse, and refuses to have more than two or three days worth of food on hand. I do have bottled water stashed in the basement.
If anything ever happens on a scale large enough to force you to break out your own water or supply of dry beans, I think we'll be having problems a few days worth of food won't solve....
last night, my this guy i know was bragging about how his dad made a shitload of money in the past couple months down in new orleans... he works for an insurance company, and he successfully proved in court that hurricane insurance doesn't cover floods caused by hurricanes- you need flood insurance for that. he didn't seem to mind that about 1000 people lost everything they had as a result of this situation so his dad could pay for him to sit on his ass and smoke pot and work 15 hours a week.
Yeah, Xmas can make a man want to stock up and hide away. Ever feel like you can't take anymore, just like you're the only human left alive?My own larder really does have a year's worth of rice, beans, olive oil, vinegar, canned goods, flour, sugar, tea, coffee, cigars and, uh, booze. 4-liter plastic containers of rot gut whisky, along with beers, wines and meads. I brew the last three myself.