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  1. Hell is proud of its perfect model of a market-driven health care system.
  2. Hell live on Facebook: Tomorrow (Tuesday) at noon, Eastern Time, I'm doing a live chat at Chauncey's Book Club, run by estimable C. Mabe.
  3. Sarah Palin lives alone, talks nonstop to herself, unable to grasp her own syntax, believes she can see heaven from her window. It's Russia.
  4. Lost voice in Texas: must talk loud for sound; still words vanish as mouth moves. I sound like drunken stroke victim suspected of swine flu
  5. A host’s cat’s allergens; a bum PA system in a large hall; being sociable with 12 in a noisy restaurant: you tour on & your voice doesn’t
  6. The guys who slew all in Midian & Bashan & Heshbon & Gezer & Libnah etc. over who is God have new faith: the top guys are somewhere here too
  7. On Hell's book tour you sign your first Kindle & you know that to love this thing or to hate it would be easy. The torture is this ambiguity
  8. Childhood lost: chewing Teaberry gum. Childhood kept: chewing your nails, furiously, to the quick, afraid someone will see. They will.
  9. A sadly lost past: she the future reporter, YA in Fifties: on Sat. night the sound of metal wheels of paperboy’s cart with the Sunday paper
  10. Descending Picasso's stairs: her face is 6 cubist planes: Fernande & Eva & Olga & Marie-Thérèse & Dora & Françoise: the sex will not go well
  11. At the signing: a well-meaning fan with a homonymic typo in my previous book: it's Hell not being able to fix it, a hotter Hell knowing it
  12. Telemarketers & phone-sex workers are one here, calling endlessly, selling their own body parts. Handling & shipping is the tough part
  13. On radio: you must listen & are always shocked at your voice. If I don’t know my own deficient voice, what else don’t I know about myself?
  14. At Hell’s booksigning table: everyone before you is vaguely, namelessly familiar. They each present your book & simply say, Sign it to me
  15. You pass B&N, drop in, offer to sign your books. Sure, shrugs asst. mgr. You do & bring them to her. She says, Will that be cash or charge?
  16. On Hell’s author tour all readers who bring your books to sign have only previous titles. For the new one, they will wait for the remainder
  17. The VC dug tunnels, quaked within the earth at bombfall. Here, they dig & dig & find, digging upward, peasants they killed who chose no side
  18. In Nam, the “mad minute”: spooked, all shot wildly into dark. Here, vets live the mad minute, firing into the dark, hitting only themselves
  19. On Hell’s book tour: Part 1: you find your hometown Borders has stocked two copies. Part 2: it strikes you that both copies are still there
  20. Zero Club be damned: angels showed up & were wonderfully responsive to the nuances of Hell. All worries assuaged. Satan will make me pay