Hugh Prather

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Chapter Nine of Peace Like a River — the best novel of the first quarter century of the millennia and yes, I know there are

Did not know this until just now but a few weeks ago was World Tuberculosis Day, which honors the date the TB bacterium was discovered

Silence is the real. Words lie on top. + To be alone with the Alone He drapes himself in silence Art, too, is the fruit

A report from the lab — She’ll talk sometimes, make an endless series of noises with inflections and rhythm and pauses. Or she’ll just scream

Once after one of my MFA professors had said the work we were reading was neither good nor original, the student who’d produced the pages

Adore and obey, don’t fulminate and flee Be a man not a guy A producer not a consumer Solution not problem (or be quiet) (which doesn’t

A wayback bit of my memory mentions to me how George Thorogood and Bob Seger each felt, responded, etc., when asked to play their single

When we hear of our twinclinations — the two tendencies within us all, one toward good and one toward ill — most time is spent on the

Chapter Nine of Peace Like a River — the best novel of the first quarter century of the millennia and yes, I know there are

Did not know this until just now but a few weeks ago was World Tuberculosis Day, which honors the date the TB bacterium was discovered

Silence is the real. Words lie on top. + To be alone with the Alone He drapes himself in silence Art, too, is the fruit

A report from the lab — She’ll talk sometimes, make an endless series of noises with inflections and rhythm and pauses. Or she’ll just scream