Bukowski Never Did This                                         by Jack Saunders                  (excerpts from the novel, available now from LitVision Press) ------------------ If you go in a bookstore now, one of those chain bookstores in the mall, that reminds you of the Gap, plastic muzak and coffee aroma piped in, you're likely to see several of Charles Bukowski's books, on the shelf, along with books by people who knew him, books about him, books by people who didn't know him, hadn't met him. There may even be a couple of volumes of his letters. You may see The Bukowski Tapes on the Independent Film Channel, or Sundance, the Buk himself, drinking wine and talking about the writing life. The racetrack life. The life of the demimonde of whores, losers, degenerate gamblers, winos, the hen-pecked, the pussy-whipped, the beat-down, the used-up. Postal workers. A defrocked postal worker, who, instead of going postal, wrote two-fisted books. --------------- I write a book a month, on average. Sometimes they are memoirs, or autobiography, and sometimes they are novels, or collections of prose vignettes, and sometimes they are nonfiction, and contain essays, book, movie, or record reviews, and sometimes they are collections of poetry. My alter ego is named Art "Home" Brew, compare art brut, an unpublished, or underpublished writer who works full-time and writes before and after work, sometimes at work, where he surfs the Internet reading five or six blogs a day and writing satirical pieces of about 500 words on topical events. --------------------- BUKOWSKI NEVER DID THIS is thus a success story. And a love story. Brew's family are part of the ensemble cast. The book is about combining writing like a scalded dog, working at two stultifying jobs, and making time for family, for holidays, for trips out of town to a family reunion, his nuclear and his extended family, his in-laws, rented condos in Blue Mountain Beach. ----------------- The problem was, not just that Brew didn't make enough money writing to quit his day job and write; it was that they earned just enough for them to get by, or live graciously, as a couple of crackers in an empty-nest home, with both of them working. At low-paying, low-tech jobs. Neither one made enough to support the other. They both had to work. ------------------- I am not interested in how a bachelor, a divorcee, a person with a trust fund, or a rich spouse becomes a writer. I am interested in how a family man, a working stiff, becomes a writer. How he juggles family and work. Along with the writing, which comes, unbidden and unstanchable. ----------------------
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