“Hobo Jungle,” homeless camp beneath Michigan and Wacker, 1931, Chicago
Photographer unknown.
Calumet 412 is sad to announce that iconic Chicago photographer Wayne F. Miller passed away yesterday at the age of 94.
Many of Miller’s amazing photographs, documenting life on Chicago’s South Side and Bronzeville, have been posted here over the past 2 years. There will be many more to come.
Learn more about Mr. Miller here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wayne_F._Miller
Juke Joint, Bronzeville, 1946, Chicago
1910. Michigan Ave.
THE NEATO MOSQUITO ALT LIT FIREWORKS SHOW: NO FRIENDS
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writers who claim to want to help you or make you better or claim to want to do anything other than make something are full of shit and shouldn’t be trusted. nobody has any idea what it’s like to live even three seconds of your life. wanting to ‘help’ someone means that you close them off as a…
Here’s what’s up with me:
On Sunday I wrote the last twelve pages of the first part of the new book.
Later, I sent 156 pages of the book to my agent and now I sit and wait to see what he thinks about it.
If he thinks it sucks, that would suck.
I had a three-hour coffee with Ben yesterday and I still had the post-writing-high thing going and all I could do is talk and talk and talk.
I can’t even remember what I say half the time.
Writing is all about traveling between the terror and the bliss, is a thing I wrote in an email this morning.
Someone who once impacted my life in an extremely negative way died a few weeks ago.
I said to my therapist, “Boy am I glad I decided to start therapy. Timing is everything.”
Mortality issues.
I am going to a wedding soon, and I do not have a date for it, but the party is within walking distance from my home so I will allow it.
I’m not drinking right now, I’m just doing yoga and riding my bike and getting ready for my paperback tour.
I am getting my head in the game.
The game.
What’s up with you?
