vintageanchorbooks:

“But I’m not a saint yet. I’m an alcoholic. I’m a drug addict. I’m homosexual. I’m a genius. Of course, I could be all four of these dubious things and still be a saint. But I shonuf ain’t no saint yet, nawsuh.”  ― Truman Capote, who died in Los Angeles, California, on this day in 1984 (aged 59). vintageanchorbooks:

“But I’m not a saint yet. I’m an alcoholic. I’m a drug addict. I’m homosexual. I’m a genius. Of course, I could be all four of these dubious things and still be a saint. But I shonuf ain’t no saint yet, nawsuh.”  ― Truman Capote, who died in Los Angeles, California, on this day in 1984 (aged 59). vintageanchorbooks:

“But I’m not a saint yet. I’m an alcoholic. I’m a drug addict. I’m homosexual. I’m a genius. Of course, I could be all four of these dubious things and still be a saint. But I shonuf ain’t no saint yet, nawsuh.”  ― Truman Capote, who died in Los Angeles, California, on this day in 1984 (aged 59). vintageanchorbooks:

“But I’m not a saint yet. I’m an alcoholic. I’m a drug addict. I’m homosexual. I’m a genius. Of course, I could be all four of these dubious things and still be a saint. But I shonuf ain’t no saint yet, nawsuh.”  ― Truman Capote, who died in Los Angeles, California, on this day in 1984 (aged 59). vintageanchorbooks:

“But I’m not a saint yet. I’m an alcoholic. I’m a drug addict. I’m homosexual. I’m a genius. Of course, I could be all four of these dubious things and still be a saint. But I shonuf ain’t no saint yet, nawsuh.”  ― Truman Capote, who died in Los Angeles, California, on this day in 1984 (aged 59). vintageanchorbooks:

“But I’m not a saint yet. I’m an alcoholic. I’m a drug addict. I’m homosexual. I’m a genius. Of course, I could be all four of these dubious things and still be a saint. But I shonuf ain’t no saint yet, nawsuh.”  ― Truman Capote, who died in Los Angeles, California, on this day in 1984 (aged 59). vintageanchorbooks:

“But I’m not a saint yet. I’m an alcoholic. I’m a drug addict. I’m homosexual. I’m a genius. Of course, I could be all four of these dubious things and still be a saint. But I shonuf ain’t no saint yet, nawsuh.”  ― Truman Capote, who died in Los Angeles, California, on this day in 1984 (aged 59). vintageanchorbooks:

“But I’m not a saint yet. I’m an alcoholic. I’m a drug addict. I’m homosexual. I’m a genius. Of course, I could be all four of these dubious things and still be a saint. But I shonuf ain’t no saint yet, nawsuh.”  ― Truman Capote, who died in Los Angeles, California, on this day in 1984 (aged 59). vintageanchorbooks:

“But I’m not a saint yet. I’m an alcoholic. I’m a drug addict. I’m homosexual. I’m a genius. Of course, I could be all four of these dubious things and still be a saint. But I shonuf ain’t no saint yet, nawsuh.”  ― Truman Capote, who died in Los Angeles, California, on this day in 1984 (aged 59).

vintageanchorbooks:

“But I’m not a saint yet. I’m an alcoholic. I’m a drug addict. I’m homosexual. I’m a genius. Of course, I could be all four of these dubious things and still be a saint. But I shonuf ain’t no saint yet, nawsuh.”
― Truman Capote, who died in Los Angeles, California, on this day in 1984 (aged 59).

Great sign and even greater cause. Very proud to have been a West Denver kid.

Great sign and even greater cause. Very proud to have been a West Denver kid.

Stormy and beautiful weather this afternoon when out on a food truck run.

Stormy and beautiful weather this afternoon when out on a food truck run.

How did I forget to post this beauty from #Boston? What a great city to call home for two months.

How did I forget to post this beauty from #Boston? What a great city to call home for two months.

I’d just say to aspiring journalists or writers—who I meet a lot of—do it now. Don’t wait for permission to make something that’s interesting or amusing to you. Just do it now. Don’t wait. Find a story idea, start making it, give yourself a deadline, show it to people who’ll give you notes to make it better. Don’t wait till you’re older, or in some better job than you have now. Don’t wait for anything. Don’t wait till some magical story idea drops into your lap. That’s not where ideas come from. Go looking for an idea and it’ll show up. Begin now. Be a fucking soldier about it and be tough.

Ira Glass
Sunday evening reading with a view.  (at The First Church of Christ, Scientist, Boston)

Sunday evening reading with a view. (at The First Church of Christ, Scientist, Boston)

David Foster Wallace interview - February '96

In February 1996, David Foster Wallace came to Boston. He was the not-quite recognized writer of the massive book, Infinite Jest, which was just beginning to capture the attention of reviewers, readers and a generation of writers. Chris interviewed David Foster Wallace on The Connection on WBUR in Boston, and told him he seemed to be living in between a moment of cultish obscurity and international artistic celebrity, perhaps even immortality.”