Yes, the road.

Yes, the road.
Eagle Nest, New Mexico. “People like to drive because driving is actually and symbolically an almost perfect mechanism for escape…there is probably no human being who does not have troubles, real or imagined, from which he at times feels the need to flee.” George R. Stewart.


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We own a 1975 GMC Sierra Grande 15 in Maine and a 1986 Chevrolet Custom Deluxe 10 in West Texas. Also a pair of 1997 Volvo 850 wagons. Average age in the fleet is 28 years--we're recycling. I've published 3 novels: THE LAW OF DREAMS (2006), THE O'BRIENS (2012), and CARRY ME (2016). Also 2 short story collections: NIGHT DRIVING(1987) and TRAVELLING LIGHT (2013). More of my literary life is at I was a Fellow at the Netherlands Institute for Advanced Study for 2012-13. I'm an adjunct professor at Colorado College and in the MFA program at Queens University of Charlotte. In 2015-16 I was a Fellow at Harvard University's Radcliffe Institute for Advanced Study. The Autoliterate office is in Car Talk Plaza in Harvard Square, 2 floors above Dewey Cheatem & Howe. SUBSCRIBE TO THE AUTOLITERATE DAILY EMAIL by hitting the button to the right.

Monday, April 6, 2015

1968 MGB. Portland, Maine.

Must be Spring, when you see a bee. I'm guessing it's a 1968 car--must have been just before the B was weighed down with ugly black impact bumpers, which more or less sunk the gestalt of the car. In fact I thought they wore them by '68, when they got those side lights. Some owners peeled off the black rubber ugliness and replaced it with the earlier edition chrome bumpers. I remember driving Maggie Glenn's MGB, summer of '67--Summer of Love-- in Ste-Marguerite Station, Quebec, though I was years from having a license. Sleek and nimble it was.
 Just realized now that Maggie's initials were--but of course--MG.

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