This Nib For Hire

June, 2007

Trading your muse for a Hollywood hustler is worse than a poke in the eyeTRADING YOUR MUSE FOR A HOLLYWOOD HUSTLER IS WORSE THAN A POKE IN THE EYEIt is said Dostoyevsky wrote for money to sponsor his lust for the roulette tables of St. Petersburg. Faulkner and Fitzgerald too leased their gifts to ex-schmatte moguls who stacked the Garden of Allah with scriveners brought west to spitball box-office rev­eries. Apocryphal or not, the mollifying lore of geniuses who temporarily mortgaged their integ...