Saturday, August 12, 2017

With Special Thanks to My Friend Since 2010, Randall Kenan, for Convincing Me to Join the North Carolina Writers Network!!!

Claudia Emerson with Randall Kenan at the Sewanee Writers Conference, last year. Randall has taught at EVERY Sewanee Writers Conference for about 12 years now -- that Conference FUNDED by the Walter Dakin Fund, which is Tennessee Williams's Estate, renamed, and now worth at least 2/3 BILLION dollars, which they STOLE from Harvard University (with my Kenan Family's help, Randall ALSO teaching for many years at UNC Chapel Hill, co-founded by Kenans and controlled by them to this day).

The Kenans all being WHITE SUPREMACISTS (who put Donald Trump into power), they INSISTED that "Silent Sam" remain on campus to remind everyone they are CHRISTIANS THROUGH AND THROUGH!!!

Silent Sam, the long suffering White Christian who will NEVER give up the Confederate Cause!!!

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Anyway, Randall Kenan told me how Wyatt Prunty who RUNS the Sewanee Writers Conference is RIDICULED by the Writers -- because he's totally TONE DEAF to literature, and I had ALREADY blogged that at the late 2009 Investiture of Tennessee Williams's Poets Stone in Episcopal Cathedral St. John the Divine in Manhattan, Wyatt read the poem from The Night of the Iguana as if it were an EXCEL SPREADSHEET!!!

How Calmly Does the Olive Branch (Nonno's Poem)

How calmly does the olive branch
Observe the sky begin to blanch
Without a cry, without a prayer
With no betrayal of despair

Some time while light obscures the tree
The zenith of its life will be
Gone past forever
And from thence
A second history will commence

A chronicle no longer gold
A bargaining with mist and mold
And finally the broken stem
The plummeting to earth, and then

An intercourse not well designed
For beings of a golden kind
Whose native green must arch above
The earth's obscene corrupting love

And still the ripe fruit and the branch
Observe the sky begin to blanch
Without a cry, without a prayer
With no betrayal of despair

Oh courage! Could you not as well
Select a second place to dwell
Not only in that golden tree
But in the frightened heart of me?

Well, here is the comment I wrote regarding today's meeting/critique, which was sent to all in attendance:

Scott Kenan
Today, I felt like I was re-introduced to Civilization, after seven years in the CIA Drug Mafia sewer -- but that's another story. 
The nine members who all read are diverse in age, experience, geographical home towns, and writing genre -- and the guy whose piece included CIA and Mafia (in real and unreal situations), I just wanted to tell ALL my stories to. 
I could have had a crush on everyone there, including the two guys possibly older than me, whose hands I could not see (wedding rings?), and of course for a gay guy to crush on a woman is a no-starter (unless she wants to write a Country & Western Hit)
The Christian-Mystical writer who said he wanted to hire me to record his audio-books BLEW MY MIND -- NOT because that was so flattering, but because I've heard that so many times before (and forgotten about it for YEARS), and I need to register my voice with an agency -- never know how much I might be able to make.
I will blog about it and read it in the next (non-fiction), OK?
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And because we have a strict "What is said in group, REMAINS in group" policy, which suggests that ALL writers are fragile psychotics meeting actually for GROUP THERAPY, I guess I'd better stop right here -- HA!!!


Readers all know that it was in Costello's Gay Piano Bar, owned in 2011 by lawyer and First Presbyterian PREMIER MEMBER David Nash that I witnessed so much small and large narco-trafficking in, so I was CONVICTED after blogging about it of "Cyber-Stalking" by narco-trafficking REPUBLICAN District Attorney Benjamin R. David, whose CHARMING and HOT long-term boyfriend Lee, I knew well.

After I TRIED to report Ben David's Narco-Trafficking to the DEA office in Wilmington (as corrupt as Ben David and the local FBI and Coast Guard Interdiction Offices, then): I had this exchange with Lee:

I am going to start PICKETING First Presbyterian Sunday Services -- about Elder Ben David's GAY LIFE, and Mitt Romney's and Lamar Alexander's TOP STRATEGIST and FUNDRAISER wifey Stephanie David's feelings can GO TO HELL!!!

Piano bar has served community with live music and drinks for 16 years.

And David Nash's partner in Costello's was John Stike, DDS, later Land Developer, who BORDERLINE RAPED ME in about 1984 -- I being captured by his hot boyfriend of my age, then at home -- after we stripped naked -- that guy VANISHED and Dr. Stike came in and RAMMED MY FANNY HOLE (with insufficient lubrication, and I was SORE for three days)!!!

John Stike always sat six pews in front of me in First Presbyterian (and David Nash sat across the aisle from me, many times).

But REGARDLESS any Legal Actions I may press against any or all of these people, Randall's book says it ALL about these HATEFUL CHRISTIAN FOSSILS:

Sen. John F. Kennedy, Gore Vidal, and Tennessee Williams in Palm Beach, Florida


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