All throughout my time in Portland I was trying to get working on 'Saints' but instead found myself drifting onto other matters, so I was only able to get a modest bulk of thoughts down late one night. A lot of it concerned Texas and the hero's view of it as the great canvas upon …
Chapter 6
Northwest Tech At the convention hall last night it was nice being amongst journalists again, my ol' blood brethren. I studied journalism at the Unviersity of Florida and so it reminds me of those days, in which I chose a major for its own sake so I could hurry up and move to LA, and …
Chapter 7 – Morning Star
Morning Star Cafe. Thursday. Portland. Might it be time to leave the Morning Star? Might it be time to leave your sweet beauty? Outside this place, awaits the day; And the rolling thunder, the falling rain Lays grace upon thee, far and away But it is not for me. I have this morning but dawn …
Chapter 8 – The End. Foreshadowing
And so the last night brings me back to Pioneer In the fiercest rain, amidst old friends And to the fine people of Portland, Goodnight. Oh, fair city. Not that you need it. ~Quinn Some final notes about Portland as I fly back now to Los Angeles. Last night, though I wasn't hungry and my …
Ren Michael 