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This collection of fifty essays on the life, work, and times of/with Charles Bowden paints a broad picture of him as the hard-working, always-himself, postulating, teaching, drinking, and self-avoiding man that he could possibly be.Writing consumed Bowden’s life. When a girlfriend complained that he wrote “all the time,” Chuck tried to explain that he was “possessed by the writing demon,” but she was having nothing of it. “That’s unfair to me,” she said, only to have Chuck reply, “how do you thi...
https://rogueliterarysociety.com/f/am......Chuck knew that evil begins when one turns a deaf ear to the soft whisper in our souls—that there is something more—that our existence has meaning… Lucky to have a first look at this wonderful tribute to Charles Bowden, a writer I had previously either disregarded wrongly, or failed to take notice of properly. Based on the many heartfelt essays regarding this man and his work I am now obsessed with reading everything I can about him. A strong five stars...
And, he had warts. An alcoholic drinker perhaps worse than Cactus Ed Abbey. As much a womanizer as Cactus Ed, despite his callout of Abbey in "Red Caddy." (A fair amount of that book comes off as psychological projection; only on racism does Bowden seem truly clean of what he charges against Abbey. Maybe that's why he didn't have it published until after his death. But I digress.)This collection of essays talks about Bowden the journalist, which is what he saw his books as being — book-length re...