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An excerpt from one of the main stories in the works about Rawling. Chapter 1 Jim Morrison died 40 years ago, and Jude Rawling wanted to write the next great American novel, the next ‘On the Road’ or ‘Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas’; and there was no denying that this trip was inspiring him …
Sitting in a bar is like sitting in a cage of wild, drug-induced beasts that are inclined by the power of nature to mate. The patrons wander the halls as the girls of the wooden, beer-soaked alleys talk to one another pretending not to notice any sort of attention. The men thus resort to roaming …
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Another dream in which I am in a restaurant filled with friends new and old. Charlotte is there with some of her friends, though she appears completely different, looking a bit Latin. Her eyes and lips are fuller and more luscious than ever, almost as though she is another woman. Yet somehow, I still know …
Audition yesterday has me feeling a bit uneasy. I performed two songs for them, ‘Dresden’ and Dylan’s ‘Don’t Think Twice’, which may have been better than the two that the other guy performed before me. I go back and forth with that. They told me that I’d be getting $100 per gig. Yet consenting to …
I had a dream in which I was torn madly in an intense fit of love and longing for Charlotte. Heidi M told me that she would be by the maps and the ferris wheel, the significance of which escapes me. I can correlate it only to the maps in my bedroom and my gazing …
Spent day going over songs and acetates. Recording is an entirely different situation, but still fun nonetheless. Continuing an apparently ceaseless obsession with Oliver Stone pictures. I don’t know why. I just for some reason can't stop watching and getting into them. JFK above all others. If I were not committed to some idea of …
I draw parallels between physical shape and proficiency, at least for tonight, in which I find myself feeling bloated from popcorn and soda following a midnight showing at the movies. X-Men: First Class. It had me reflecting warmly once again on my childhood back home. I wonder what the true ramifications are in such reflections …
Concepts of that Greek myth re-enter my thoughts. He is a figure who represents ecstasy in life and humanity. He may very well correlate with many of the characters I've been thinking so much about these days, those who wish to break free from the mundane irreverence dominating their societies and into the other side …
Things picking up a bit. Time to work on another short story and start building this portfolio. Should have focused on this more while I was in blasted Florida. Oh well. No worries. I was in a transitional phase and not sure of what I wanted at the time. Now I am here, where creativity …
Too sleepy and too late to write anything real heavy. Mother and Aunt came into town tonight. Wonderful seeing them. I find that I am somehow able to attach a greater degree of intimacy to the area now that they are here, as though it is now somehow more appropriate to think of this as …
Just finished an encounter with a stripper at a club on Sunset Blvd on the eve of Mother’s Day, while my mother happens to be here in Los Angeles visiting me. So I feel like a rotten little worm. And yet those several minutes with that Sunset seductress, her name was Carmen, seemed like some …
And from ground ashes I rise and into the sky over the clouds and in the beyond. Past streaks of blue and into the realm of violet tunnels, accompanied by the spectral passenger. He is the navigator and the great compass for human entrance. He takes my hand and we walk into the next dimension.-Jude …
A director expressed interest in me the other day for a role in “The Last Days of Judas Iscariot” and I was thrilled. I had submitted my name the preceding night, remembering a performance I’d seen back at school some years ago. Its the story of Judas standing some sort of trial in heaven, with …
"Here’s something that is true. Everything that I will more than likely need to assist me in my career awaits me in Los Angeles, CA.."That seems like a century ago, maybe because I am now actually here in Los Angeles. It may also have a lot to do with the fact that in the time …
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