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Neil Kramer explores the humorous side of family, friendship, love, and sex, and the dangerous art of writing about it.
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Category Archives: Literary
The One Essential Writing Question
There are so many blogging and writing conferences nowadays, that it is getting a little crazy. And what good are they? They take us away from our families and cost too much money. Wouldn’t it be nice if one of … Continue reading
Memoirs
There was a recent outcry amongst writers online in reaction to an article in the New York Times Book Review by Neil Genzlinger, which savaged the art of the memoir. The piece started with fighting words – “A moment of … Continue reading
Storytelling and Ideology
I go to McDonald’s almost every day for a cup of coffee. There is one downstairs from my apartment building in Queens where I live, so it is convenient. McDonald’s coffee is cheap, pretty good, and the location has wireless. … Continue reading
The Obvious
It is so obvious. Really. I’m not sure why it has taken me so long to see it. Perhaps I wanted to be blind. To humanize everything. But every blog, every status update, every tweet that I read at three … Continue reading
The Old Parsons Tree in Flushing: A True Halloween Story
If you visit my apartment building in Flushing, you would notice an oddly shaped garden apartment right across the street, sitting on a tiny, rectangular plot of land. The architecture of the building makes no logical sense at first; you … Continue reading
Posted in Literary, New York City
Tagged Halloween, Queens, Revolutionary War, stories, trees
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Talking to Real People
OK, so where were we? Oh, yeah, I was moping around my apartment in queens, writing posts about bringing hookers home for cake with my mother and getting trolled by some crazy person. Yesterday, I said “enough is enough.” I … Continue reading
Holy Holy Elevator
It’s a little difficult publishing real-life posts lately, but I do enjoy fooling around with writing, mostly because it is relaxing, and I feel like a schoolkid doodling in a notebook. So consider this a doodle. Holy, Holy Elevator Oh … Continue reading
California Rain
I’m sick of the sound of the California rain, the pitter patter of the drizzle, the daily downpour since December. Is it over? Once upon a time, the rain was nice. We would close shop and stay in bed and … Continue reading
I Write
I write to share my wisdom arising from my life experience. My words are like the rain, and you are like the soil, and when my nourishment satisfies your thirst for knowledge, you grow tall, like the grass and the … Continue reading
Red
Steve was waiting in baggage claim at SFO, wondering if he shouldn’t have taken a suitcase at all. He would have saved twenty dollars and not had to wait with the pushy, impatient crowds. He was sure that he had … Continue reading