Marcus Sakey wrote a very fine short story which stayed with me. It involved friendship and betrayal and death in the desert. I even "borrowed" many of its paragraphs and incorporated into a story of my own. I, of course acknowledged my intellectual and literary debt to him in the preface to the story. I am a self-taught writer. I write poems and stories by trial and error and imitation. I write for catharsis and release. There's a lot of dreams and violence and occasional lyricism and tenderness in what I write. I am a violent and lyrical dreamer.
(To be continued)
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