Tim Barrus Blog
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Tim Barrus: The Great American Novel
Tim Barrus: The Great American Novel
A Novel In A Novel
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I AM AN ALARMIST
I live in an extremely remote place in Appalachia. We are just now coming to the end of a drought. We don’t need some expert who tells us that it’s getting hotter, Duh. Frankly, I think the experts are wrong about the timetable speed. It’s getting hotter faster. No snow…
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Tim Barrus: Naked Before Us
The boys I was dealing with sat on folding chairs in a circle. “Okay, who is going to play Richard Hatch, and who’s going to be Amarosa.” The question was What Is Reality. What is reality on TV. Or. What does it really mean. The boys all had HIV. A…
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Tim Barrus: What Economics
Take notes. As the middle class slides down the rabbit hole, the middle class will encounter exactly what they think they left. The lower middle class. We welcome you to our hovel. I cannot read articles like this without thinking: Where are the poor in this. In Appalachia, we know…
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AND WE’RE WALKING
He’s going down. The crazy daisies will now be his status quo. He’s not going to put himself in another debate with someone who just ragged him into a pool of make-up and sweat. But can she win the election remains the last pseudo-journalistic place to hide. But can she…
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TIM BARRUS: THE NEW YORK TIMES
Take notes. Americans will tell you they like diversity. They do not know what diversity even is. It took hundreds of millions of years for trees to invent themselves. During the Carnian Pluvial Event, it rained for two million years. Two million years of rain. We cannot even imagine it.…
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Tim Barrus: Out Into the Lake
This is where I come to stay sane. I pour myself into my books. Writing stuff. I don’t even know what a writer is. Stories are complex. Walking helps to see into the cracks and shadows.
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The Wilderness Will Take it Back
Take notes. What is a nest. Nature will take it all back. I am probably the only person on the planet who thinks this is a good thing. I do not care about Homo sapiens sapiens. I care about wildlife, and you only think that none of them live with…
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Clowns On the Subway
Take notes. I rode my bike to work. The last time I had taken the subway, three young men got on, and all three carried a gun quite openly. They sat down across from me. I’m quick. And was able to escape through the closing door. I bought a bike.…
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A Jones For This, a Jones For That
Boz: A Jones For This. A Jones For That.
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