LOU BEACH: Sporadically, with a modicum of enthusiasm.
LB: A old color postcard of The Arlington St. Church in Boston. I lived in the basement of the church many years ago. I was the janitor. Many wonderful things happened during my stay there….I met Muddy Waters, had my first one-man show, among other delights.
LB: XActo blades.
FYD: I recently watched A Murder of Crows on PBS; they are brilliant “feathered apes.” What do you love about those birds and do you work the way the crow flies?
LB: Yes, I have a real fondness for the Corvid family…there are many in our neighborhood and they are fascinating. They carry a lot of mythic weight from various cultures. They talk, are social, make tools, look like beatniks. Crows, however, fly in straight lines (so it is said). I work in a meandering bee dance fashion. Here’s a young chap we rescued a while back …(see above).
There was always an itch to be a writer and I finally scratched it.
LB: I loved Mad Magazine (it was forbidden in my house). I was crazy for the Ernie Kovacs Show. Both of these informed my humor and rebelliiousness.
FYD: Do you watch any current TV shows or consider yourself a fan of pop culture?
LB: The usual suspects…Breaking Bad, Justified, Southland…I’m drawn to crime. I get sucked into dumb reality shows when I’m trawling channels…..pawn shops, car repo, hoarders.
FYD: Seen any good films lately?
LB: I liked Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy. Pretty lukewarm Oscar choices this year.
LB: I can’t explain how the stories and personalities came about……most of my narratives occur in the early morning, on the teetering edge between dreaming and wakefulness.
FYD: Talk about your characters Ronnie and Jerome; I suppose we all have a bit in common with these guys.
LB: Ronnie is a rather not-too-bright ne’er do well, a petty criminal and bully, but sometimes funny. Jerome is a hapless office worker who has difficulties with relationships.
Most of my narratives occur in the early morning, on the teetering edge between dreaming and wakefulness.
LB: I’m not good at giving advice……I feel presumptuous. I suppose just keep writing, and that suggestion holds true for whatever one aspires to……just put one foot in front of the other and keep going. It’s a job in many respects.
LB: They are all old pals who wanted to help out a friend. They are all genuinely terrific guys, unpretentioius, very talented and loyal. I was fortunate to be able to ride their coat tails.
(Listen to Jeff Bridges reading Hen)
LB: Hell if I know. Longer stories, a kids book, perhaps. I only know how to do a few things, so I guess I’ll just keep doing them….you know – stories and pictures.