August 29, 2013
Yelping with Cormac: Chili's Grill & Bar

yelpingwithcormac:

Natomas - Sacramento, CA

Cormac M. | Author | Lost in the chaparral, NM

Four stars.

I am going to remove a star, he said.

Please don’t mister.

Don’t move. It’s better if you don’t move.

Please.

It’s important you know why. Do you understand why this is happening?

Oh God.

It is because I…

June 11, 2012
"High over the downriver land lightning quaked soundlessly and ceased. Far clouds rimlit. A brimstone light. Are there dragons in the wings of the world? The rain was falling harder, falling past him toward the river. Steep rain leaning in the lamplight, across the clock’s face. Hard weather, says the old man. So may it be. Wrap me in the weathers of the earth, I will be hard and hard. My face will turn rain like the stones."

— Cormac McCarthy | Suttree | pg. 29 (via evoketheforms)

June 4, 2012
chriscantwell:

Both had my father in ‘em. It’s peculiar. I’m older now than he ever was, by 20 years, so in a sense he’s the younger man. Anyway, first one I don’t remember too well, but it was about meetin’ him in town somewhere, he’s gonna give me some money. I think I lost it. 
The second one, it was like we was both back in older times and I was on horseback goin’ through the mountains of a night. Goin’ through this pass in the mountains. It was cold, and there was snow on the ground, and he rode past me and kept on goin’. Never said nothin’ goin’ by. He just rode on past…and he had his blanket wrapped around him and his head down, and when he rode past, I seen he was carryin’ fire in a horn, the way people used to do and I could see the horn from the light inside of it. ‘Bout the color of the moon. And in the dream, I knew that he was goin’ on ahead and he was fixin’ to make a fire somewhere out there, in all that dark and all that cold. And I knew that whenever I got there he would be there. 
And then I woke up.

chriscantwell:

Both had my father in ‘em. It’s peculiar. I’m older now than he ever was, by 20 years, so in a sense he’s the younger man. Anyway, first one I don’t remember too well, but it was about meetin’ him in town somewhere, he’s gonna give me some money. I think I lost it.

The second one, it was like we was both back in older times and I was on horseback goin’ through the mountains of a night. Goin’ through this pass in the mountains. It was cold, and there was snow on the ground, and he rode past me and kept on goin’. Never said nothin’ goin’ by. He just rode on past…and he had his blanket wrapped around him and his head down, and when he rode past, I seen he was carryin’ fire in a horn, the way people used to do and I could see the horn from the light inside of it. ‘Bout the color of the moon. And in the dream, I knew that he was goin’ on ahead and he was fixin’ to make a fire somewhere out there, in all that dark and all that cold. And I knew that whenever I got there he would be there.

And then I woke up.

(via chriscantwell-deactivated201211)

February 27, 2012

housingworksbookstore:

Cormac McCarthy Pictionary (by UCBComedy)

“pencils crafted from the ragged bones of dead horses!”

(via curator-of-curiosities)

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