Comments on Cabbages and Kings: Day 2: Hook, lines and stinkers

I was in the local library and they were looking u...

2008-08-09T16:59:00.000-04:00

I was in the local library and they were looking up The Box for some reason. Of course my fondest memories are of those early '60's evenings walking "round and round" listening to the loud music and just waiting for someone to ask you to dance. Those were the wonderful, innocent days.

I now live about an hour from there, and drive by often. And, it always makes me remember the good times I had there and all the friends I met. Judy

Hey Rick!How good to hear from an old friend. Hope...

2008-05-29T15:28:00.000-04:00

Hey Rick!
How good to hear from an old friend. Hope you'll come back and join in...

Here's one of my faves: "I turned the Chrysler ont...

2008-05-29T15:17:00.000-04:00

Here's one of my faves:

"I turned the Chrysler onto the Florida Turnpike with Rollo Kramer's headless body in the trunk, and all the time I'm thinking I should've put some plastic down."

-Vic Gischler, from his Edgar-nominated GUN MONKEYS.

The first line of my WIP, entitled THUNDER MOON:

"Middle summer in North Carolina was created by God as an object lesson for those who don’t believe that asphalt has a liquid state."

Gotta run... things to write...
R

Thanks, Kris. I'm pretty sure I'm going to go with...

2008-05-12T18:40:00.000-04:00

Thanks, Kris. I'm pretty sure I'm going to go with that.

I like it Jude.

2008-05-11T15:29:00.000-04:00

I like it Jude.

Here's one I've been working on:If you want to be ...

2008-05-07T16:15:00.000-04:00

Here's one I've been working on:

If you want to be a private investigator in the state of Florida, you have to follow certain guidelines. For one thing, you’re expected to drink alcohol and work at the same time. It’s written on the job description, right next to must be an ex-cop and must drive an exotic automobile. I was never a cop, and my ’96 GMC Jimmy is about as exotic as butter on bread. Do I drink on the job? Only when I’m not planning to chase a brutal killer at high speeds across two counties, which I was excessively not planning to do one breezy April evening at a joint called The Neon Phoenix in St. Augustine.

I actually looked at the first line from "Lush Lif...

2008-05-07T13:26:00.000-04:00

I actually looked at the first line from "Lush Life" but it didn't sing like this one or yours. Kennedy is as dark as Woodrell or Price.

Nice post, Kris. Here's one of my favorite openers...

2008-05-07T11:13:00.000-04:00

Nice post, Kris. Here's one of my favorite openers. "The seller of lightning rods arrived just ahead of the storm."
Something Wicked This Way Comes, Ray Bradbury.

What a great opening. This is an author who I have...

2008-05-06T20:51:00.000-04:00

What a great opening. This is an author who I have been wanting to read for years -- decades? -- and I haven't done so. You have reminded me. Thanks.

Another book I need to get: Richard Price's "Lush Life."

Sigh...

"Riding up the winding road of St. Agnes Cemetery ...

2008-05-06T20:10:00.000-04:00

"Riding up the winding road of St. Agnes Cemetery in the back of a rattling old truck, Francis Phelan became aware that the dead, even more than the living, settled down in neighborhoods."
Ironweed, William Kennedy