Richard PelletierWe are all Vaclav Havel, and we are all up to our necks in shitHope and absurdityApr 1, 20202Apr 1, 20202
Richard PelletierThe Brush, the Mallet, the Chisel, the LetterThe John Stevens Shop ~ Established 1705Jul 21, 20191Jul 21, 20191
Richard PelletierWhere are you going in your writing?Tell me, what’s around the bend in your writing life? If you had wings, where would you fly to next? Are you satisfied? You ever think you…Apr 9, 2019Apr 9, 2019
Richard PelletierMiss Ellie and meI fantasized about murder. Killing. I could drown her in my bathtub, which could work, but too nasty. Brutal and noisy. Wet. Too horrible…Jun 30, 2018Jun 30, 2018
Richard PelletierThe low spark of low-heeled boysI woke up in the Emergency Room. St. Anne’s Hospital. Where I was born. My mother and my sister were in the room. I still remember the…Apr 16, 2018Apr 16, 2018