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On WritingSharp and moving reflections and ruminations on the artistry and craft of writing from one of our most iconoclastic riveting and celebrated mastersCharles Bukowski’s stories poems and novels have left an enduring mark on our culture In this collection of correspondence letters to publishers editors friends and fellow writers the writer I opened this up in a bookshop and it was like sticking my thumb into a power socket A letter he wrote in 1963 to John William Corrington I won't uote it it's too long but my heart was pounding and I could feel adrenaline prickling down my forearms I carried it to the counter still open bought it staggered out into the street and sat in the roughest bar I could find – a place called the Highlander with boarded up windows – and just sat there drinking and reading this and scrawling encouragements over the pages in biroI haven't read any Bukowski in years The last time I read much of him was when I was living in South America nearly twenty years ago a time when I was also writing a lot probably not coincidentally since the moods from which I write are very similar to the moods that Buk is concerned with getting down on paper So he speaks to me And this isintense beautiful I hate books about writing in general all those god awful self help manuals about constructing story arcs and developing character motivations I find positively offensive even stuff like that Stephen King book that everyone loves are just anathema to me Bukowski did not hold with any of that shit as these extracts from his letters make clearI do not believe in techniue or schools or sissiesI believe in grasping at the curtains like a drunken monkand tearing them down down downHis writing is so beautifully rooted in the world he lived and so detached from the literary sceneI can't stand writers or editors or anybody who wants to talk Art For 3 years I lived in a skid row hotel—before my hemorrhage—and got drunk every night with an x con the hotel maid an Indian a gal who looked like she wore a wig but didn't and 3 or 4 drifters Nobody knew Shostakovich from Shelley Winters and we didn't give a damn The main thing was sending runners out for liuor when we ran dryHis writing was plain direct ungrammatical when necessary but never for deliberate effectI think I could come on pretty heavy I can toss vocabulary like torn up mutual tickets but I think eventually the words that will be saved are the small stone like words that are said and meant When men really mean something they don't say it in 14 letter words Ask any woman They knowHe never censors himself he's offensive and crude and true to the life he's known and you can feel that in every word – you can feel the difference between this stuff that is done out of honesty and the kind of writers who are putting it on to sound tough and grittyBesides it pays to be crude buddy it PAYS When these women who have read my poetry knock on my door and I ask them in and pour them a drink and we talk about Brahms or Carrington or Flash Gordon they know all along that it is GOING TO HAPPEN and that makes all the talk nice        because pretty soon the bastard is just going              to walk over and grab me              and get started                    because he's been around                            he's CRUDEAnd so since they expect it I do it and this gets a lot of barriers and small talk out of the way fast Women like bulls children apes The pretty boys and the expounders upon the universe don't stand a chance They end up jacking off in the closetThere's a guy down at work he says “I recite Shakespeare to them”He's still a virgin They know he's scared Well we're all scared but we go aheadWhat I love what I absolutely love about this passage is that in a sense I don't really agree with any of it it's the kind of macho bullshit that appeals when you're a kid at the very least it's misleading arguably pretty sexist and so on and so forth but he feels it and he writes it down and he pushes the thought right through until – he hits something aphoristic The last line or two there is excellent and he earned it You can see him earning itThe writers he admires are the ones who in his assessment have lived life and not just written literatureThere have been some breakthroughs through the centuries of course—Dostoyevsky Celine early Hemingway early Camus the short stories of Turgenev and there was Knut Hamsun— Hunger all of it—Kafka and the prowling pre revolutionary Gorkya few othersbut most of it has been a terrible bag of shitThe ones he doesn't admire are those who write for fame or academia or basically any reason other than compulsive necessityA writer is not a writer because he has written some books A writer is not a writer because he teaches literature A writer is only a writer if he can write now tonight this minute When you write only to get famous you shit it away I don't want to make rules but if there is one it is the only writers who write well are those who must write in order not to go madSome people are turned off Bukowski because he swears a lot he objectifies women he's a bit of an asshole But he's so true he's so honest I would take this honest misogyny a hundred times over the laboured respect of someone telling me a fucking lie designed to make themselves look good which is what after reading Bukowski you can't helping feeling most of literature isBesides even if you don't like what he's writing about if you're interested in writing there is so much to learn from him Which makes a book like this an ideal way of consuming some Bukowski and understanding the compulsion that underlies all his work – that underlies he would say any great workAnd when you can't come up with the next line it doesn't mean you're old it means you're dead It's all right to be dead it happens I yearn for a postponement though as do all of us One sheet of paper into this machine under this hot desk lamp stuck within the wine re lighting these cigarette stubs This is a life beyond all mortal and moral considerations This is it Fixed like this And when my skeleton rests upon the bottom of the casket should I have that nothing will be able to subtract from these splendid nights sitting here at this machine

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Recorded society’s downtrodden and depraved It exposes an artist grounded in the visceral whose work reverberates with his central ideal “Don't try”Piercing poignant and often hilarious On Writing is filled not only with memorable lines but also with Bukowski’s trademark toughness leavened with moments of grace pathos and intimac Lackluster editing and wish they would have printed the full letters instead of fragments Doesn't compare to the three volumes of letters released by Black Sparrow in the 90s but nonetheless Buk's 5 star voice wisdom humor and honesty remain

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EPUB ë MOBI On Writing î Ü EYLTRANSFERSERVICES ´ [PDF] ✩ On Writing By Charles Bukowski – Eyltransferservices.co.uk Sharp and moving reflections and ruminations on the artistry and craft of writing from one of our most iconoclastic riveting and celebrated mastersCharles Bukowski’s stories poems andShares his insights on the art of creationOn Writing reveals an artist brutally frank about the drudgery of work and canny and uncompromising about the absurdities of life and of art It illuminates the hard edged complex humanity of a true American legend and counterculture icon the “laureate of American lowlife” Time who stoically There's been a bit of a struggle in reading of late hence why the two pretty big books I started reading last month are both sitting at maybe 10% read if that Then I decided to try On Writing plod away on letter at a timeThe thing about Charles Bukowski when you pinpoint it is that writing was simply his life not even the journey of being a writer but writing one line after the other down on page That's startling clear as you read through his letters over the span of decades that even when he's getting older and reminding the letter receiver of his age on freuent occasion and still hasn't 'made it' he says he'll just give it another ten yearsHe's funny sharp honest simple He cuts to the chase calls everything exactly as he sees it regardless of how brutal and scathing that may be I'm looking particularly at poets cum creative writing teachers I guess the one thing I really took from it was his dedication to the writing when he was 'lucky' enough to be struck by it and his unmoving approach to thatIs it an insight than a collection of snippets? I'm not sure I do feel like I got an overview of him reinforcing much of the perception I had of him tough dedicated working furiously into old age rather than anything new but it's definitely great to see his correspondences laid out as is taking you through decades of life and writing in the space of 200 pages