“The man in the mackinaw didn’t know Sonny, but he’d already decided Sonny was a stand-up guy. And it had nothing to do with his appearance, or his manner, or his reputation. It had everything to do with his money. It was a wonderful thing, Sonny thought; he’d recommend it to anyone who could swingContinue reading “RKS Literature: The Power of Money (Brad Smith)”
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RKS Literature: Lawyers Immune to Chainsaws! (Brad Smith)
“You telling me your word is no good?” Sonny asked. “I thought that was a big deal to you people.” “You got a lot of nerve,” the old man said, and he took a step towards Sonny. Sonny raised his cane instinctively. The man looked plenty strong in spite of his years. “It’s your choice,”Continue reading “RKS Literature: Lawyers Immune to Chainsaws! (Brad Smith)”
RKS Literature: The Getting and the Anticipating (Brad Smith)
“Pete sat across the table, flopped his hat in the chair beside, and took a long drink of beer. Ray sipped at his and adjusted the ball cap on his head. Cold beer was one of the things he’d dreamed about these past two years, that and firm breasts, smooth buttocks, thick steaks and clamContinue reading “RKS Literature: The Getting and the Anticipating (Brad Smith)”
RKS Literature: Two Men in a Titty Bar: “Girl Last Seen” (Nina Laurin)
“The two of them seem to be together, except that he’s dressed a lot nicer than his buddy, who’s in a weathered hockey jersey that hangs off his skinny shoulders like a rag. No, this one has a jacket. A nice jacket. Where would I know someone who has a jacket this nice? Must beContinue reading “RKS Literature: Two Men in a Titty Bar: “Girl Last Seen” (Nina Laurin)”
RKS Literature: Too Much Pineapple Juice and Ashley’s Stinky (Wally Lamb)
“Ashley pulled at her mother’s pant leg and Paula bent down to hear the secret. “Well, Ashley, maybe next time you’ll listen to Mommy about drinking too much pineapple juice. Come on we’ll just have to tinkle behind the car.” “But I don’t have to tinkle. I have to make a stinky.” Wally Lamb, “She’sContinue reading “RKS Literature: Too Much Pineapple Juice and Ashley’s Stinky (Wally Lamb)”
RKS Literature: Clean Fat and Skinny Sloppy (Wally Lamb)
“Fat slob this, fat slob that. You hear that all the time. You’re like me: a clean fat. I could tell that right off. Why do you think I let you stay here?….I see it all the time. The dirtiest, sloppiest girls are the skinny ones. Year after year, the same thing. You can tellContinue reading “RKS Literature: Clean Fat and Skinny Sloppy (Wally Lamb)”
RKS Literature: Somewhat of a Downward Slide in Life (Wally Lamb)
“Things had gone sharply downhill from the Port Authority bus terminal in New York when a hunchbacked old man had hobbled down the entire aisle, coming to rest with a sigh on the backseat next to me. From New York to Philadelphia, I sat yanking at Ma’s trench coat around me as he blew hisContinue reading “RKS Literature: Somewhat of a Downward Slide in Life (Wally Lamb)”
RKS Literature: AN AMERICAN NON DP Feels Like a DP Living With Her Granny (Wally Lamb)
“Displaced persons. People we took in from Europe after the war. You’d think they’d be grateful. Wouldn’t you?” I understood why they weren’t. A displaced person myself, I was not so much grateful to Grandma for her charity as disgusted by her liver spots and quiet belches, the way she could reach into her mouthContinue reading “RKS Literature: AN AMERICAN NON DP Feels Like a DP Living With Her Granny (Wally Lamb)”
RKS Literature: Trying to Cope with a Parental Split (Wally Lamb)
“Daddy kept sneaking nervous peeks at me and at the rearview mirror. Behind us, the U-Haul trailer wobbled and swayed from side to side. In silence I waited impatiently for the tragic highway accident that would paralyze me but wrench both my parents back to their senses. I pictured the three of us back homeContinue reading “RKS Literature: Trying to Cope with a Parental Split (Wally Lamb)”
RKS Literature: How Exactly are Babies Born? (Wally Lamb)
“My information about sex was a mosaic of eavesdropping, process of elimination and filling in the blanks. In third grade I heard the term “sleeping together” and spent time worrying that accidental fatigue could make an unwanted child-that male and female strangers sharing a seat together on an overnight train might innocently doze off andContinue reading “RKS Literature: How Exactly are Babies Born? (Wally Lamb)”
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