THE PRINTS AND THE POPPER ~ ~ Epic*sode 19 ~ "LA DOLCE VITA" ~ By Absolutely*Kate and Harry B. Sanderford of Harbinger*33

                                      

Curiouser & Curiouser

* MURDER *

* MYSTERY *

* MATINEE *

  

"THE PRINTS

 AND 

THE POPPER"

FROM WHERE

  WE LEFT OFF

 IN OUR LAST CLIFFHANGER

*AT THE BIJOU*

 

CATCHING UP ON CLIFFHANGERS?

Mosey through Epic*sode Clicks:

    

Epic'sode 18 ~ Bite Better than Bark?

Epic'sode 17 ~ Cassidy & Sundance

Epic'sode Sweet 16 ~ The Great Escape

Epic'sode 15 ~ A Wise Ass

Epic'sode 14 ~ A Wrinkle in Time

Epic'sode 13 ~ Lucky For You?

Epic'sode 12 ~ Midnight Cowboy

Epic'sode 11 ~ The Shadow Knows

Epic'sode 10 ~ The Pissing Match

 Epic'sode 9 ~ Chain, Chain, Chain 
Epic'sode 8 ~ Too Cool!

Epic'sode 7 ~ Meet Virginia
Epic'sode 6 ~ I See the Light

Epic'sode 5 ~ Lucky Shot
Epic'sode 4 ~ Hi Jinks

Epic'sode 3 ~ Groping Against Grope
Epic'sode 2 ~ The Clot Thickens
   and the original mystery of it all ~  Epic'sode 1 ~

 THE PRINTS AND THE POPPER

 

~ ~ EPIC*SODE 19 ~ ~

"LA DOLCE VITA"

~ By Absolutely*Kate

and  

Harry B. Sanderford

"Hello? I'd like to speak to the marketing director of Odell's. Yes, I'll hold." Fingers strummed doubletime across finely penned copious notes, attuned to Tony's croon across the room -- "I left my heart in San Francisco". Focus, focus --

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"Hello? Yes, this is reporter Penelope Payne of THE HAZLETON HOLLER and sundry wire service feeds. I'm wondering if you'll go on the record as to why the thriving theatre, AT THE BIJOU, very recently switched all of their popcorn concessions to your firm?"

"We've been helping theatres and concessionaires pop it and top it right for over 45 years. Before that, we popped and topped popcorn in our own chain of theatres. And for as long as we can remember, the Odell's family has been a family of popcorn connoisseurs. Popcorn is our passion and we are proud to make the products that make the best tasting popcorn possible. Ms Payne, that's true. And it's a big order, let me tell you!"

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"Well that's all fine and poppin' good for you, but can you tell me in your learned opinion in the concession industry if this is a commonplace occurence?"

"Odell's is the foremost supplier of quality popcorn popping oil and topping products to leading theatres, stadiums, arenas and concessionaires throughout North America. We use only the finest ingredients in each of our popping and topping products. At Odell's, we never compromise quality at the risk of creating a less than perfect popcorn experience."

Dryly, "I take it you're the PR go-to gal for Odell's as well?"

Embarrassed laugh. "I do get kind of carried away, and yes. It's all since the merger. Actually, to use our favorite phrase around the water cooler, the kernel of truth is that this is a bit out of the ordinary. It takes years to build a successful concessionaire's relationship. This is the stuff hot tasty loyalty is made of."

"Wait - Merger?" Penny picked up her Bic, quick. The scribe's inklings surged a'scribbling. Large red loops laced specific sections of her careful copious research notes. Patterns were beginning to form in ways the patent Payne prided prowess didn't potentially see portending.

"Why yes. It's corporate news sweet as kettle corn it is. Gabardine Unlimited International Liaison Enterprises godfathered into our parent company. Why we got raises faster than a consumer can say 'Jiffy Pop' and -- "

Payne stared down at the megaglomerate's corporate name just scrawled fast and free onto the yellow legal pad prominent on her inordinately neat desk. Penny wasn't pleased when things were out of place. Like the way Paul Caracas challenged her skepticism. Focus, focus! The red letters G. U. I. L. E. popped right out, like -- well, you know.

Masking the frisson of excitement an expose can run away with until tediously nurtured to front-page fruition, Penelope cleared her throat and calmly cut in, "Congratulations are in order of course. Who contacted your firm to begin this hot buttery partnership?"

Computer clicks were heard. "Just a moment Ms Payne. Yes, I have it here."

Payne held her breath.

"A Mr Chester Hanks."

The glisten of a recent Red's the Rage manicure lifted a sheet of canary yellow. Penny circled her usual suspect near the bottom right hand corner of the second page.

"But this is odd -- "

Payne paused. It was the tone. It's always the tone at the other end of the line. "Odd?"

"There's a notation by our sales manager that all communications are to go to another gentleman AT THE BIJOU head office. This is highly irregular. We pride ourselves in popping our business along with just how it started -- "

"That name?"

"It says here ONLY a Mr Harry Shanahan should be the recipient of all company newsletters, e-mail, calls, invitations to popping conventions and general correspondence."

"Well that's interesting, Ms -- "

"Eiffel. Janet Eiffel."

"Like the tower?"

"I'm tall. It works. Any other questions Ms Payne? I hope we've satisfied your inquiry and can put you on the mailing list for client Christmas corn o'the month celebration mailings. The only thing we are more passionate about than our products is our customers. Whether you need an innovative product developed or a shipment rushed to a referred distributor, our service is unmatched! Our goal is to achieve 100% customer satisfaction with all of our products and our service. "

"Uh, I'll get back to you on that Janet. I am curious though -- real butter, all these years?"

"Odell's introduced our Original Popcorn Butter topping in 1962. Theatres have known it as Anhydrous Butterfat / REAL Butter popcorn topping. Since then we've added a complete line of innovative and quality popcorn popping oils and an economical buttery flavored popcorn topping, Supur-Kist Two. Our products are the most widely used in the concession industry and our customers tell us that they have a better aroma, a richer color and a more delicious flavor than any other product on the market today! If your popcorn isn't wowing your customers then try Odell's quality products. You'll be glad you did!"

Glancing at her Timex, Penelope shook her head, gathered notes into the zipper compartment of her suede briefcase, and opened the bottom right desk drawer. Just for a swift spritz. "Thank you Janet. You're a credit to the popping industry, I'm sure." 

"Looking for the best tasting popcorn popping and topping products for your theatre or concession? You've come to the right place! At Odell's, we know popcorn!"

Eau de Dolce Vita by Christian Dior hit its usual mark behind the scenes of  Penny Payne's wrists, lobes and the secret sensation, just beneath the knee. "Janet, it's been a joy. Best to you in your successes."

"Ms Payne thanks. But there's more -- "

Penny was late. She smiled. It was going to be better now than ever to let Caracas wait. She put a sashay into a strut she hadn't used since feeling frisky back in Frisco. Oh, this was going to be good. 

A refreshing feminine fragrance blending fresh cut flowers with a trace of aromatic woods and vanilla wafted across the room. She turned off both the radio and Ruby Keeler's "Sunny Side of the Street" and smiled, the way she had in Frisco. Scentsual appeal put the blues on parade. Penny Payne left her worries on her doorstep.

~  ~  ~  ~  ~

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“I was already up Sergeant Smartypants. What brings you around?” Chester asked. He’d opened the door only halfway so it would not be confused with an invitation inside. Stine saw his invitation over Chester’s shoulder anyway should he decide to use it, in the form of the bong standing General over the army of dead soldiers strewn over the coffee table. “Need to ask you a couple questions about your replacement AT THE BIJOU, Sparky Denton.”

“I ain’t sure I can hep ya there chief. I don’t rightly know the boy. So if that’s all then . . .” Chester figured it was worth a try but he wasn’t exactly surprised to see Dan Stine’s brogan step in before he could get the door closed. “Something else officer?”

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“I know it’s early.” Crack of noon, Stine thought and rotated his head side to side working out a kink in his neck. “So let’s try again. It looks like you had a little party here last night. Maybe if you can’t think of anything pertinent to my investigation into the murder of your replacement, one Sparky Denton, you’d prefer to tell me about the bong I saw on your coffee table.”

“Well the short answer there officer, is that is not mine.” This was true but Chester knew it made no difference to the detective. Chester had a hard and fast rule about cooperating with revenuers. He didn’t. He knew he was going to have to give this one something though. Because for the life of him, he could not recall where the owner of that bong, one Eugene Gabardine had gotten to and he did not want Dan Stine helping him figure it out. “You know, now that I’ve had a moment to study on it, I do ‘member that Sparky feller was referred to me by another feller workin’ off his debt to society over in Alice.”

“Do tell,” Stine said pushing the door open a little wider and stepping back from the threshold.

“Feller named Dudley, Malcom Dudley I think. Ever’one jes calls him Malc-Dud. Get it?” Chester smiled his I’m on your side here podnah, smile hoping that would be enough.

“Go on.” Stine prodded.

“I don’t know if it’s true, but word is Malc-Dud walked from a murder two wrap with time served and 120 hours of commie service.”

“So what’s his connection with Sparky Denton and why did he want him working AT THE BIJOU?” Stine circled Malcom Dudley, Malc-Dud on his note pad.

Chester knew Malc-Dud had been setting him up all along now. Apparently Sparky had accidentally taken his fall. He intended to settle that score himself but he didn’t mind if the cavalry helped a little bit. “Boss Gabardine provided Malc-Dud’s defense,” he answered.

"Open a window Hook," Stine said flipping his pad closed indicating they were done.

 ~  ~  ~  ~  ~

Leon and Eddie pulled up just as Stine was leaving Chester’s porch and Stine filled them in. “Sounds like we need to find out just who this Malc-Dud was accused of killing,” Leon said.

“That’s right. If you two don’t mind looking into that, I’ll go see Harry Shanahan.” Daniel said just as Eddie’s iPhone rang.

“Speak of the Devil,” Eddie said and shined the display in Leon and Daniel’s direction:  Incoming: Harry Shanahan

* C * L * I * F * F * H * A * N * G * E * R * S * !

* AT THE BIJOU * 

Mosey on over to next Sunday's Matinee

for the next gut-gripping epic'sode!

" The Prints and The Popper "

(c) 2010 ~ Dashing Duet Authors

Absolutely*Kate and Harry B. Sanderford

ACCLAIMER (vs Disclaimer) ~ There was no need to conjure up a surreal firm that served the industry in poppin' up the best popcorn. ODELL'S is the real deal, a scrumptious family firm. Seriously folks ~ The promotional pitch is indeed all it's popped up to be!

*** 100 AUTHORS OF SEPTEMBER *** BUTTACI - COHEN - BRADBURY

** 100 AUTHORS OF SEPTEMBER!**

#4 Salvatore Amico Buttaci,

talented, prolific Godfather Author

to so many in this writing community renowned as Home

#5 Leonard Cohen,

Canadian poet/lyricist of lasting influence on how our Sal spins poetry

#6 Ray Bradbury,

who pushes Sal's pen heatedly,

skating stars on Hollywood Boulevard

But WHO said ~ WHAT?

A."I lost my way, I forgot to call on your name. The raw heart beat against the world, and the tears were for my lost victory. But you are here. You have always been here. The world is all forgetting, and the heart is a rage of directions, but your name unifies the heart, and the world is lifted into its place. Blessed is the one who waits in the traveller's heart for his turning."

~ ~ ~

 

B."Don't think. Thinking is the enemy of creativity. It's self-conscious, and anything self-conscious is lousy. You can't try to do things. You simply must do things. "

~ ~ ~

 

C.“The boys used to slap my bottom too back in the old days,” Mrs. Harris, who thinks she’s Miss Barrymore, tells the doctor. "Why, once my brothers John and Lionel kicked the crap out of one of those ass squeezers, then when the play ended, we three went and celebrated with a few bourbons at the bar.  Of course, John had more than a few, but that’s another story.  A very sad one, you ask me.  It was hard for John to be “The Great Profile,” the handsome rage of all women out there, and at the same time not pour himself  a few drinks.”

~ ~ ~

A N S W E R S ~ W I T H ~ N E X T ~ A U T H O R S 

  

  

Author #4 Salvatore Buttaci:

Salvatore Buttaci, an obsessive-compulsive storyteller plies his craft many hours a day to satisfy a ravenous writing addiction. He's done this since childhood, through teaching English, into retirement and has absolutely no intention of seeking help. Buttaci poems, stories, articles and letters have appeared in The New York Times, U.S.A. Today, The Writer, Cats Magazine, National Enquirer, Christian Science Monitor,  the upcoming Harbinger*33,  Six Sentences, Pen 10. Recipient of the $500 Cyber-wit Poetry Award, Sal has a phenomenal story coming out in  HARBINGER*33  which could inspire one of his own author-mentors. That's all I can say now, but when you read it, you'll have a good idea which one. 

Author of six books, maestro of poetry workshops, past editor of New Worlds Unlimited and Poetidings, newsletter of New Jersey Poetry Society, Sal has lectured on Sicilian-American pride, sewing further family threads through the worth of his works. Powerful injections of lighthearted wit, uncanny insights and emotional depth mark this dear man's storytelling drama. "Give us more, give us more," is the captured readers' turn-the-page cry.
 

  

Sal's collection of 165 short-fiction stories, Flashing My Shorts, is available from All Things That Matter Press or direct from the publisher at AMAZON SELLS SAL! 

ABSOLUTELY*KATE:  Hey Sal, of course we always have kleig lights on AT THE BIJOU for your praises on refrain. Did you wish  me to mention that you live happy in West Virginia with the love of your life so that Sharon smiles all the more at you . . . and that folks can find your writings at the outtasite site ~ SALVATORE BUTTACI?

SAL: Why yes Kate, that would do me mighty fine. I'm honoured to be Author #4 of the ***100 AUTHORS OF SEPTEMBER*** AT THE BIJOU, and -- Say, where did you learn to promote so well?
 

ABSOLUTELY*KATE: Why, from YOU and plugger Music Mike Whitney and the master - Paul Brazill, plus P.T. Barnum of course, Sal. Only the Best add to true hyping showmanship in my promotional publishing ventures.

  

SAL: You said it Kate! ---- But WAIT! I have a request for AT THE BIJOU readers ~
 

  "You haven't ordered My Book Yet? How come?"

 
FLASHING MY SHORTS

  Sal says, in a real nice voice, "ORDER MY BOOK NOW!"

I'm not arguing ~ Sal's Sicilian and has a pirate in his past. 

Here you go again,  folks ~

   From AMAZON.COM at   http://tinyurl.com/2d4kjuk       
   or Kindle Edition  at   http://tinyurl.com/2bkms9w

    

The generous talents charming the spirit of Sal Buttaci has earned him the honour of Godfather to Authors as we hoist the mains'ls in September of HARBINGER*33, the quantum book as well as manifesting destiny of 33 stellar Authors who shall be read more . . . and more, surpassing mere horizons.  Inspirationally, Sal's a steady tiller on our starboard side as we set off on the voyage of what happens to 33 who chose to take all fellow shipmates the higher as they page their talented craft . . .  Join me please,  in pleasing yourself, with Godfather Sal's prose and poetry at THE POEM FACTORY or new promotional writing site, FLASHING MY SHORTS, plus of course in the upcoming HARBINGER*33 book and sensation, sure to shake some shelves and shiver some timbres.

SAILING DESTINY ~ Laurita Miller design

~ Humbly

Honoured,

~ Absolutely*Kate

Captain,

HARBINGER*33

Author #5 Leonard Cohen:

Poet, Prophet, Singer/Songwriter, Novelist, Eternal Optimist dubbed the Godfather of Gloom?  Why yes, all that and more ~ to be prolific is to let an expressor's inner voice reach all the worlds it speaks to . . .  Known widely in the world for how he's added to music, the dual-spirits of Cohen's writings are what linger yet more melodically. Leonard was born quite Jewish in Montreal, feeling both burden and blessing of his name ~ "kohen" = priest in Hebrew. From strong traditions, plus a Rabbi grandfather, influences of Judaism reflect their parameters through much of Cohen's prose ~ both for and against.   

When his successful singing career made memorable music, Cohen felt the urge to create and publish as well. Contemporary psalms addressing God with praise vs anger, trust vs doubt as "Book of Mercy" weave this writer's tandem threads to speak from psyche/soul to a God both ever present, yet mystifyingly silent.

Like a bird on a wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried, in my way, to be free.
  

 ~ "Bird on a Wire," from Songs from a Room 

Folk music, cabaret music and synthesizers flow through the deep bass base of Cohen, musically. Metaphoric complexity takes song-craft into poetry and novels interplaying words, themes, isolation and the flip side -- interpersonal relationships.

 

Flip all the sides of the coin of cohesive 

Cohen to read, hear, know him best. 

~ Absolutely*Kate, exploring Authors

Author #6 Ray Bradbury:

This Illinois boy, lauded as the Godfather of 20th Century Science Fiction, has a fear of flying and operating vehicles, along with the legacy of a great-great-great grandmother who saved herself from hanging in the Salem witchcraft trials.  When a rough kid heckled this kid to trash his comic books and science fiction stash, young Ray was lost and empty, feeling he'd rejected his very best friends. Immediately he rebuilt his vast collection and never looked back. Later in life, four lovely daughters received Daddy's Arthur Conan Doyle style of bedtime storying - "Hound of The Baskervilles". The Bradbury way of being ~ all swirls the psyche, doesn't it?

When his family had moved westward ho to LA, young Ray rollerskated Hollywood in search of celebrities. Years later the mutual admiration society rollicked true when Fellini embraced Bradbury as "My Twin". But the boy heckled for science fiction fanaticism, the young man whose short stories were scathed by a publisher with, "Bah, you'll never be published!" knew to keep on keeping on. Always writers' way, eh? Handwritten notes and outlines accompanied Ray's burgeoning pockets to his local public library where he plunked away on a rented typewriter to complete the original manuscript of a novel initially called "The Fireman". In an authenticity check, he phoned the local fire department inquiring what temperature paper burns ~  "Fahrenheit 451". There's always the willful way, inspiration's way, when a writer just has to write . . . and write . . . and write.
 

Ray Bradbury -- man who wished to be actor -- learned from reading Tolstoy and Dostoyevsky, published stories in fanzines and pulps . . . met his true life's love in a bookstore, of course. His short story collection based on ancient Greek and Roman mythology, "The Martian Chronicles" shot fame his way, and -- as shooting stars tend to do . . . Ray kept ascending.  

This is where I mention an asteroid has been named in his honour, quirky segway of truth meets cosmos - 9766 Bradbury. Novels have been adapted to films. Alfred Hitchcock's TV series graced by Bradbury writing . . . and over 600 short stories, 30 books, poems and plays, awards and honours prolificate this Sci Fi giant's literary success, marked the more by a star where Ray rollerskated on Hollywood Boulevard ~ The Hollywood Walk of Fame.

Ray's still shining in LA. He writes daily.

 

~ Absolutely*Kate, exploring Authors

Read on daily for more

   Septembering, as

*AT THE BIJOU* 

salutes 100 AUTHORS

to mark new verves and storyline starts

in all wranglin' writers' big  thriving hearts!

~ ~ ~
A N S W E R S ~ P R E V I O U S ~ A U T H O R S : 

 

 #1=C  #2=B  #3=A

  Author #1 Anthony Venutolo

Author #2 Jack Kerouac

Author #3 Charles Bukowski

~ Absolutely*Kate

and our fine staff of renown

*AT THE BIJOU*

*** 100 AUTHORS OF SEPTEMBER! ***

** 100 AUTHORS OF SEPTEMBER!**

LIFE ROCKS LIKE SEPTEMBER WITH A NEW '64! - TheLightGatherer's pic

Kickoff your list now *AT THE BIJOU*

Tis the season's reason to reach right in

like the thrill of a new Crayola 64,

like the start of NFL weeks to crunch & cheer,

OH YEAH!  Septembering is here!

*AT THE BIJOU* 

salutes 100 AUTHORS,

to mark new verves and storyline starts

in all wranglin' writers' big  jiving hearts!

MEET SOME FAVES 

AND ALL OF THE 

SAILING HARBINGER*33

HARBINGER*33 HERALDING GREATNESS IN DESTINY  ~ Laurita Miller Design for Absolutely*Kate ~ stirring Belief in Believers and the manifesting of stellar Authors to where the World shall know them the More . . . and follow their pagings ~  (absolutely)

and perhaps you,

and perhaps me.

~ Do ENJOY our first Big 3!

~ Absolutely*Kate

and our fine staff of renown

*AT THE BIJOU*

*** 100 AUTHORS OF SEPTEMBER *** VENUTOLO - KEROUAC - BUKOWSKI

** 100 AUTHORS OF SEPTEMBER!**

#1 Anthony Venutolo,

birthday boy of the 1st of September

#2 Jack Kerouac,

early king o'cool

#3 Charles Bukowski,

not just because he's Ant's mentor

But WHO said ~ WHAT?

A."Nobody who writes worth a damn

can ever write in peace."

~ ~ ~

 

B."A pain stabbed my heart as it did

every time I saw a girl I loved

who was going the opposite direction

in this too-big world."

~ ~ ~

 

C."It's wasn't the corned beef or the cozy fire that kept the handsome stranger so loyal to the place but the company of its scantily-clad waitresses - namely one Edna Barry. With the jasmine perfume wafting from her cleavage, she'd always serve her coffee with a smile."  

~ ~ ~
A N S W E R S ~ W I T H ~ N E X T ~ A U T H O R S

 

 

Author #1 Anthony Venutolo:

From Vegas to Joisey, hootch to hipster, this cool cat is where it's at whether he's diggin' it down Bukowski's Basement or scorin' heights with the wild range his late night keyboard tends to write. He's jive and he's genuine; noir dans la nuit; poetry and prose on the non-pretentious. I tell ya, this guy flashes fiction faster than the RatPack can break into any side pocket. Ant can go grit and soft and taunting and tender ~ sometimes in the very same sentence! 

The renowned Mr V is a major reason I'm psyched and proud to be hoistin' the mains'ls in September of HARBINGER*33, the quantum book as well as the manifesting destiny of 33 stellar Authors who shall be read more . . . and more, surpassing all horizons. We're all honoured that he's going to be a major beacon force in the media, so watch for the ink of his distinctive voice as we tell the tale of what happens to 33 who chose to take all fellow shipmates the higher as they page their talented craft . . . Join me please,  in pleasing yourself, following all of Anthony's intriguing works over at BUKOWSKI'S BASEMENT and in the upcoming HARBINGER*33 book and sensation, sure to shake some shelves and shiver some timbres.

SAILING DESTINY ~ Laurita Miller design

~ Humbly 
Honoured,

~ Absolutely*Kate

Captain, 
HARBINGER*33

Author #2 Jack Kerouac:

Born Jean-Louis Kerouac, a French-Canadian kid in working-class Lowell, Massachusetts, Jack personified the Beat Generation he invented, but had his early story-telling ways inspired by -- who knew --  the mysterious radio show, "The Shadow"  along with novels of Thomas Wolfe -- quite a churning combo. Disillusionment entered the mix ~ a coach refusing a football star his playing glory let a Columbia scholarship skid by the sidelines, disappointment in a dad and the military and even the Merchant Marines led to -- what else - hangin' with depraved young Columbia students around New York, Berkley and Frisco and even zen'lightenment. Allen Ginsberg, William S. Burroughs, Neal Cassady and Gary Snyder made their marks in his psyche, his road trips and some generous assists in his publishing history.

Spontaneous prose falling out as it may, without edit, fictionalizing or even thinking about it all that much reamed a single long roll of unbroken paper, On The Road, along with unpublished novels lugged 'long the way in a rugged rucksack. Kinda like Jack. Underground celebritizing from poetry readings circa '55, cast The Beat Generation into the limelight that opened Jack's rucksack to publication after publication. Regarded as the most talented writer o'the pack, Jack reflected back at rejection years against the "Snap to it Jack" role of Young Beat Icon to feed the public's taste for popular success. Older, sadder and insightfully more intelligent than literary critics charging "fad" expected him to be, Jack took his writing seriously . . . and his drinking. Moral and spiritual decline messing with one's illusions is a bitch, a dimming bitch who wreaks havoc on momentum. The sweet wine of Tokay or a handy bottle of Thunderbird answered.  

Look up JACK. Read him - inside --

where he snaps back at your own kind of conciousness.

   

~ Absolutely*Kate, exploring Authors

Author #3 Charles Bukowski:

perhaps best represented in his own tell of tale ~

"question and answer"

 

he sat naked and drunk in a room of summer
 night, running the blade of the knife
 under his fingernails, smiling, thinking
 of all the letters he had received
 telling him that
 the way he lived and wrote about
 that--
 it had kept them going when
 all seemed
 truly
 hopeless.

 putting the blade on the table, he
 flicked it with a finger
 and it whirled
 in a flashing circle
 under the light.

 who the hell is going to save                                 
 me? he
 thought.

 as the knife stopped spinning
 the answer came:
 you're going to have to
 save yourself.

 still smiling,
 a: he lit a
 cigarette
 b: he poured
 another
 drink
 c: gave the blade
 another
 spin.

-- from The Last Night of the Earth Poems,

though much more a sense of Bukowski, the writer, the man, can seep into you when you journey on over to "THE BUK THING" at Anthony's BUKOWSKI'S BASEMENT . . . of course. One must always defer to another writer writing soundly of their hero's voice.

Go. Check out how Buk gets to Ant.
It's pretty cool.

~ Absolutely*Kate, exploring Authors

Read on daily for more

   Septembering, as

*AT THE BIJOU* 

salutes 100 AUTHORS,

to mark new verves and storyline starts

in all wranglin' writers' big  thriving hearts!

~ Absolutely*Kate

and our fine staff of renown

*AT THE BIJOU*