A blog in honor of Ernest Hemingway's continual search for the perfect sentence. I'll be writing one sentence a day in the pursuit of the one true sentence—the line that conveys an entire story within itself, without flourishes or sentimentality.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
The dog sniffed the blade of grass like a snooty wine connoisseur at a tasting.
"My granddad, he raised pigeons, this is back in Brooklyn," said Sal, sitting in the barber chair, "and he loved to cook so when he was making gravy for pasta he would throw a couple of em' in there and you know, I swear it tasted like chicken."
I'm an artist and writer. I've published two non-fiction books,"Gilded Age Murder & Mayhem in the Berkshires," (2015) and "Hudson Valley Murder & Mayhem" (2017). I'm currently working on my third book, which is about Edgar Allan Poe and the crimes that inspired his work, due out in 2020 . I'm the co-founder of Fellow Well Met, an online shop specializing in vintage, handcrafted & fine men’s accessories, which launched in April 2016. Andrew Amelinckx