Still dealing with the trace of the suicide attempt. Let me be the
first to nominate Spalding Gray for a "Children of Twain" hall of fame.
(from the NYT) "Mr. Gray, 62, practiced the art of storytelling with a
quiet mania, transforming his travels, fascinations
and traumas into such acclaimed works as "Swimming to Cambodia" and
"Monster in a Box." He
almost always appeared seated behind a simple desk, with a glass of
water and some notes."
Bob Gill wrote:
> > "The city seems so cramped and so dreary with toil and care and business anxiety.
> > God help me, I wish I were at sea again!"
> This made me think of a passage from Huckleberry Finn:
> "Other places do seem so cramped up and smothery, but a raft don't."