Accounts Payable - My Life Past Due - Walters, David Arthur
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This is a collection of amusing articles penned by an autodidactic author who ran away from home on his 13th birthday. His tales include The Black Virgin Visits Brooklyn, The Black Virgin in Egypt, Primitive Vestiges and Anal Therapy, I Thought The Immortal Story Was About Me, If It's Brown Put It Down, Interesting Italian Americans I Have Met, I Was A Crack Adding Machine Operator, Machines and Me OMG-D I might be Moses!. On My One-Sided Conversations with Women. On The Urge to Gratuitous Violence, The Art Deco Man. I Confess To Being An Alien. Don't Quit Your Railroad Job, My Early…mehr

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Produktbeschreibung
This is a collection of amusing articles penned by an autodidactic author who ran away from home on his 13th birthday. His tales include The Black Virgin Visits Brooklyn, The Black Virgin in Egypt, Primitive Vestiges and Anal Therapy, I Thought The Immortal Story Was About Me, If It's Brown Put It Down, Interesting Italian Americans I Have Met, I Was A Crack Adding Machine Operator, Machines and Me OMG-D I might be Moses!. On My One-Sided Conversations with Women. On The Urge to Gratuitous Violence, The Art Deco Man. I Confess To Being An Alien. Don't Quit Your Railroad Job, My Early Inheritance, I Shan't Forget The Holocaust. My Reconciliation of Accounts. I Was A Frustrated Newspaper Columnist, The Repetition Compulsion of a Successful Loser. Metamorphosis of a Bookworm. God Playing Solitaire. Maya is Real. If I Were a Christian, The Little Hitler in Everyone, and Ghoul News.
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Autorenporträt
David Arthur Walters is an independent journalist who lives in the South Beach area of Miami Beach, Florida. David Arthur Walters is a poor man's writer-wunderkind who takes on the philosophical big guns of our age with sleight-of-hand logic and epistemological flourishes worthy of Foucault. But don't let that fool you. In a pinch he can write a play based on La Dame aux camellias, no doubt inspired by Dumas, and render sidewalk chalk-art tres chic after Picasso. Baudelaire could easily have been his drinking buddy if we were to imagine time in reverse, which Mr. Walters compels us to consider through the Ouspenskian lens of Eternal Recurrence and other stuff worthy of a Dali painting a la melting clock faces. Herein lies the genius of David Arthur Walters, jack of all trades and master jester of Nan, that far-off land in which lived the holy fool of William Blake's prodigious imagination. Writer, dancer, word-artist, satirist, and clown, David Arthur Walters brings it all to the page, compelling us to wave our hand-fans in astonishment at the nerve of the man, the impropriety, the utter genius of his whackadoodle mind. May his works live on in the annals of Time! (Melina Costello, Author of Seeking the God of Ecstasy: A Spiritual Journey of Sexual Awakening, Tutti-Frutti Town: Blinky Blueberry Finds A Friend)