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Tim Barrus: Dirt Bike Town
The Novel I am writing now: Literary Fiction: Dirt Bike Town by Tim Barrus I ask you. How many autistic, neurodivergent, authors do you really know. Most of us mask it, I do. I am not Romeo Void, but I do love him. Romeo Void will be starring in the…
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Writers Do Not Dare To Acknowledge the Blacklist
The idea that publishers can blacklist, and, turning on a dime, speaking to another audience altogether, about how much we so need the books they publish to save our culture. The word transparency will pop up. Burning our books and blacklisting us is the same exact thing. – Tim Barrus
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College by Any Other Name
Tim Barrus and the New York Times Pam Paul at the New York Times always grabs me because she’s a talented storyteller, and often, her work sheds light for me, the reader, into spaces that are reserved by people who are elsewhere. Ms Paul presents to us a glittering vision…
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The Great American Novel by Tim Barrus
Through all the dystopia, it was dawning on them, dystopia or no dystopia, the diaspora would be a tidal wave. There were no roads. – tim barrus
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a moment of memory
lost in that place again and it’s sleet bleeding through that window of battering, embrace of the dandelion, snap 2///
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BINOCULARS
all, all/ my books/// have been burned here and there, ripped to shreds, blacklisted, by people on my front porch armed with forks and spoons/ editors get off on sticking it up my ass, well how am i to keep you down/ play it the way feel it/ i get…
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Then Stands
hiding and laughing/ under the bed/ what are you, nine/ i would be nine, but i do not know how/ today, we are both under the bed/ telling stories of ourselves/ that time we danced with divine/ in speedos/ don’t give me that american flag one/ we keep falling over…
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What Does Autistic Mean
We know what autistic means. Usually, we have to pretend to be like you. Or you will kill us. We get it. We so get it.
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The Great American Novel
Poetic Justice: The Great American Novel has been surpassed by the Great Irish Novel. The Great Irish Novel is more focused and more tied to the idea of reality – one in which great waiting with patience occurs. The Great American Novel is no longer great. It’s worth is a…
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The Normals Want U 2 Explain
Explain what. I suspect you might get better answers elsewhere. My eyes to the sky. “Explain this!” No.
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Do Not Touch Me
As patients, we are not allowed to say no. I’m a man, not a rectum. In what universe are we talking about here. Not mine. Not me. Not now. Not ever. If I even hear the word – colonoscopy – I walk in the opposite direction. My eyes to the…
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Tim Barrus: New York Times
Great travelers. The great travelers on the happy planet do not include themselves as victims in all the looking back at where they have been. I’m autistic, and really cannot make sense out of how political parties came to be regarded as the tails that wag the dragon. I’m so…
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Sleeping in Hammocks
I think in images. Not words. I do take those words and my job is to translate them into ideas homo sapiens can understand. Usually, they don’t get it, and you begin to realize that they are just not going to get it. No matter what. A brick wall is…
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What Book Is It Like
I am now used to the questions (plural) about what book is the book I am writing now like. The question is, I guess, inevitable. I smile and nod. Gravity’s Rainbow. But anyone born after 1987 will not have read it. Or they’ve read it but they are all in…
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ChinaTown ChinaTown
It’s about the money. Everyone has their bugabuga religion. What happens to speech. Speech here. Speech there. I want to know about speech in Russia, the DRC, what happened in France, les confréries de la langue, what is speech in Japan. I hesitate to use the term Free Speech anywhere.…
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It Is All A Blur
The wild waters of this roar are made in the fortitude of salt. Just salt. Miles and miles of salt. Mountains of salt. And the bones that fell there. – Tim Barrus
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Dirt Bike Town
Proof of Endurance
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CPR
I would not be worth – all of this – high action traction where the arch of the story itself could explode from pure adrenaline. That tone from word one to the end, lightem up, up, up. Litem up, up, up. I am glad people can coordinate and go for…
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Year of the Hyena: Gay Soldiers in Vietnam
Year of the Hyena, a Novel by Tim Barrus Gay Soldiers in Vietnam
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Blue Ridge Baby
Revenge has a few things to hang doubt upon. – Tim Barrus
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Appalachia Kicks
I live in Appalachia. Supposedly, this, too, is North Carolina. I live here because it’s cheap. Economics is the great leveler. I eat what I can grow. Why is that supposed to be a humiliation. This is the land of No One Makes Much Around Here Anyway. We are not…
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Road Trip
I wake up in the morning with Romeo Void in my mouth. I will slit my wrists without coffee. Coffee. I go to work constructing Romeo. Knowing full well, the critics finally get the final say. Or do they. Get anything. Most of them will flog me (don’t even go…
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porch
He sang songs in this rocker. And he forgot his hat.
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Pierre at Cap Breton
Pierre at Cap Breton
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Do you like it? Boy, I Want, Want, Want, Whatchu Want, Want, Want, Give It 2 Me, Baby, Like Boom, Boom, Boom
Do you like it?Boy, I want, want, want whatchu want, want, wantGive it to me, baby, like boom, boom, boomWhat I want, want, want is what you want, want, wantNah, nah-ah Published as non-fiction, each memoir recounted purported aspects of the author’s life. The memoirs referred to his Navajo heritage,…