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By John Hough Jr.
The owner and resident of the pillared mansion was an elderly Texan oil man named Clement DeWitt. Mr. DeWitt owned the theater and he owned Briarwood, a larger mansion where the Calico Players lived as in some rambling warrenlike dorm, filling its rooms large and small, its cramped servants' quarters on the third floor. Mr. DeWitt would arrive from Texas in June, in time for the opening of the season's first show, and depart around Labor Day, as the Players themselves headed back to college. It was a sad time for Teresa; something in her died then, some light winked out in her heart. [read more] [comments]
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By Jesse Weaver
You have a dream. People have dreams. And dreams…there's no rhyme or reason to them, most of the time, you have things that tend to manifest themselves in your dreams, and you don't think anything of them. But. Sometimes. If you. Remember them clearly, you remember them with absolute clarity, they can hang on. They can hang on to you. For a great while. And they aren't a, uh, part of you. But they manifest themselves in life. [read more] [comments]
By Jon Greene
Did Officer Joe-Frank-Mike-WHATEVER feel like I had to be taught a lesson? Was he thinking that someone ought a teach this kid some rules of the game, rough him up a little bit to make him tougher, or actually follow the traffic laws? Fine, teach me the lesson, but don't throw it in my face, rubbing my nose in the only happiness you have Frank; destroying other people. [read more] [comments]
By Brian Howe
As a child, I had a recurring and terribly vivid nightmare of going to the outdoor public swimming pool at a local summer camp called Joie de Vivre. [read more] [comments]
By Karen Lollypop
There is art that moves you. There is art that makes you scratch your head. There is art that makes you stand up and cheer for the victory of the little man against the bourgoisie. And now, we bring you art that makes you want to smoke a stogie while tickling ferrets. [read more] [comments]
By Shawn McCormack
John Hough is author of seven books, including most recently, The Last Summer.He lives on Martha’s Vineyard where he teaches writing workshops and rides his bike. Here is his response to our grilling with 20 questions culled from The Logos reading list. [read more] [comments]
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Logos Dinosaur
By Mathew Lopez
April, 2003
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