Rolling through the massive web press the journal was printed on. Which turned out to be a great bonus when we got press cards, as peopleĪssumed we were from the Big-Time. ROLLING STOCK literally means anything that gets transported along the railroad, but it also had these other associations. Sidney came up with the name, which we instantly recognized as a stroke of genius. Search of an appropriate title: cowboys and indians, the Gold Rush, We ran through the iconography of the West in Motif, but our correspondents would cover the world. Was going on in their territory-physical or intellectual-rather than We would have our contributors report on what The publication as a literary newspaper, a modern day version of theġ8th Century Rambler, Spectator, Tatler and Idler. We'd been talkingĪbout such a project with Peter Michelson and Sidney Goldfarb, friendsįrom the University of Colorado Creative Writing Program. Newspaper-one that came out regularly and had real news in it-in theįorm of letters and essays, and an occasional poem. Now in Boulder, Ed wanted to have a "real" Projects, the most ambitious being Bean News, a one-off, very fine and utterly insane newspaper (said to be the one Gunslinger read). Respectively, whom Ed fired up and conspired with in various subversive Teter and Michael Myers, masters of the linotype and linocut We lived above the Zephyrus Image print shop belonging to Holbrook Started Wild Dog with his student Drew Wagnon. Atīlack Mountain he ran the printing press. Growing up in Villa Grove, Illinois, he set type at the local paper. Of these sessions around the kitchen table that ROLLING STOCK was born.Įd had always loved print in all its forms. To turn the volume down in the wee hours of the morning. Loud raucous laughter, more than the music that had the kids begging us EdĬould retreat to his cabin when he wanted to work, although it alsoīecame a spare bedroom for overnight guests, a sacrifice he made onlyįor friends he held in high regard. Would become the hosts of a continual party for the next 13 years. Sukenick said, we had the worst house on the best street in Boulder-we We called it the slave's quarters or the shack, but maybeīecause we were renters or because of its central location-as Ron Made of different exotic wood), said it was a great house for parties. Our landlord, who lived across the street in a mansion that had more tiers and columns than a wedding cake (amazingly, it hadīeen ordered from a Sears catalogue every room had built-in furniture Kidd (10) and Maya (8) only had to walk a block to get to Hill and was equidistant between the foothills and the downtown Pearl The only rental on a street full of mansions, the house sat on top of a With the help of friends, Ed turned the old coal shed out back into a writing cabin. Because of the steep slope, it seemed to hang in theīoughs of trees outside the windows, and it became our bedroom. Wood floors that led to an expansive kitchen and in the back a sagging,Ĭovered in porch. The house atġ035 Mapleton was half of a duplex-one floor with high ceilings and Occurred to us to buy a house: we thought owning property was oh, soīourgeois in California we hadn't even had car insurance. Place to rent that didn't require us to move out every summer. Got a job teaching in Film Studies, and we set about looking for a It wasn't until the following year, at theīeginning of the 80's, that Ed was offered a tenure track position, I Seemed to be a dying utopia, we packed all our belongings into a U-Haul Nevertheless, after returning to our Northīeach apartment (which we'd lent to friends) for a last summer in what When the University asked Ed to teach again the next year, we still Riverside and La Jolla, and back a couple of times to Essex, England. Taking us from Lawrence, Kansas to Chicago, from Kent State to Signed a one-year contract as visiting poet at the University ofĬolorado, another in a series of jobs that had made us academic nomads, Had come to Boulder from San Francisco in the fall of 1977, not planning to stay.
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