Grief's Reliefs by DJ Baker 

@djbaker
A newsletter for the downtrodden who've been kicked in the teeth by family, love and injustice and rise saying, "That's all ya got?”

In my 30’s I enjoyed a deep dive into Bukowski’s world. It was worth it. Haven’t read much since. I see a lot of Chuck posts here in notes and want to add this to the collection.

I now write from an old mind and an old body, long beyond the time when most men would ever think of continuing such a thing, but since I started so late I owe …

Turning listlessness into a zest for living.

A Different Kind Of Love

Can we really change our life before it’s too late?

A Different Kind Of Love

Such an splendid, twisted imagination swirling about in this writers mind. Glad to get a glimpse!

Sazerac Cocktail

Here’s a 30X40 painting I did days after Trump was elected the first time. In it I tried to capture a feeling of the impending fascism I felt slowly marching toward us. Sorry for the terrible photo of it. A photographer I am not.

How about a little Sci-fi, dystopia with your coffee? An expansive bit of world-building unfolding here in the stacks. Not to be missed: When the Flux ripped their city apart and the waters rushed in, Mark rose from his dens in the bowels of Haight Street to rally a cadre of future-core hacktivists. Austin knew about their existence befo…

Three First Names

Here’s a 30X40 painting I did days after Trump was elected the first time. In it I tried to capture a feeling of the impending fascism I felt slowly marching toward us. Sorry for the terrible photo of it. A photographer I am not.

I’m beginning to see signs that we artists, here in the Stacks, are living in a contrived world not unlike that which was portrayed in the WestWorld series. We are the hosts carrying out our roles in our niches. We are monitored for glitches. Will we eventually turn on each other, our guests or perhaps our creators? Welcome to WriterWorld!