William A. Patterson

On a Rainy Stonehenge-cold Day On a rainy Stonehenge-cold day The head blinked - so the thunder so The pride …

On a Rainy Stonehenge-cold Day On a rainy Stonehenge-cold day The head blinked - so the thunder so The pride …

Facebook Inc.'s daemonic addiction to the human commodity, one civil death before the next, repeat, continue.…

The Essay I quite worship Proust, Kafka, and Montaigne. It is a strange thing with one’s writers; the utterl…

Watership Down, gather around / There's a story to be told / It's for the young and for the old / You might h…

I started writing this response as an Entr'acteto to a Short Story I wrote, and abidingly subtitled Carmen; m…

He was really amazed. It all meant so little to him. Glimpses, maybe. Straight-on, what a waste of time. Blue…

She said that she could care less and that she didn't give a damn. That it had been in cold blood and that th…

This device was a nasty thing. He had seen its type before. Clearing areas for mines in the theaters. Trying …

Product description Review UC Berkley English professor Robert Hass - winner the Pulitzer Prize and the Nat…

Seller: University Press Books DESCRIPTION: It's a Mandala. The city is one of the major exhibits in the…

He stood out on the deck of his house over the practically vast eucalyptus canyon of poison ivy and sage brus…

I had proposed to write a nonfiction piece of writing that advances, fluidly and step by step, the language t…

Around me, the world is at war. With a similar simple declarative sentence Orwell started one of his classic …