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 …
Oh Texas, oh great American lands. To the mothers and the moon.
There was a time that when I'd think of my mother and my father, I would see a great life divide that illustrated perfectly the divide within my own mind; and one afternoon it greeted me in raw earthly form across the expanse of West Texas, that region which begins for me just a few …
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Ren Michael 