The writer's life: Hard days, lots of work, no money, too much silence. Nobody's fault. You chose it. — Bill Barich Copy Share Image
“So much must be established at birth . . . in the random choosing of a name.” — Bill Barich Copy Share Image
A good writer refuses to be socialized. He insists on his own version of things, his own consciousness. And by doing so he draws… — Bill Barich Copy Share Image
I walked to the lake and sat on the shore for a few minutes, just staring at the moonlight on the water. Moonlight never… — Bill Barich Copy Share Image
Losers walking around with money in their pockets are always dangerous, not to be trusted. Some horse always reaches out and grabs them. — Bill Barich Copy Share Image
H. L Mencken's Dictionary of the American Language supplies a long list of slang terms for being drunk, but the Irish are no slouches,… — Bill Barich Copy Share Image
The writer's life: Hard days, lots of work, no money, too much silence. Nobody's fault. You chose it. — Bill Barich Copy Share Image
Hatchery fish have the same colours, but they always seem muted like bad reproductions of great art. — Bill Barich Copy Share Image
