an old writer and his words

  • TOMORROW

    He always thought he did some of his best work when he was operating under an impending deadline. He had honed that skill over many years, professionally when deadlines moved and were reset constantly, and personally. He called it brinkmanship, but he knew others no doubt saw it as a potent cocktail of bravado and…

    Lou Faber

  • FORGOTTEN SOULS

    From the heart of the infernoDante and Lucifer grow boredwaiting, waiting for the ferrywhile Charon stops for lunchyet again at a Greek dinerin the heart of Hell’s Kitchen.They take up a game of catchtossing Molotov cocktails,raining fire onto the brimstone,setting the Styx ablaze.Each knows this is not necessary,for necessity is a creatureof heaven and there…

    Lou Faber