Bukowski has a novel called Hollywood. It’s probably my favorite “novel” by him, though anyone who even remotely knows his work knows that he’s a poem and short story guy. Hollywood is basically the story of the making of the film Barfly, a “semi-autobiographical” story of the writer’s life. The guy just had a lot … Continue reading “Born into This: A Condescending Cake Walk for a Once Fearless Articulator”