Crash TaylorAn avid young reader, Crash got C's in English classes until late in high school when in an attempt to push up his GPA he took 3 English classes per semester with Peter who was a Shakespeare buff. That is when his attention shifted from the story to he words. Sentences from Steinbeck, Hesse, Chekhov and others were taped to his walls, scribbled in notebooks, revered. Some of the classes were in poetry and the freedom from prose opened new doors. Whether free verse or any of the known forms, poetry was fertile landscape to sow a love of words. Over the years the notebooks piled up with exercises in form, content, foreshadowing, and dialogue, but the time wasn't right.Crash understood that writing is best when the author writes about what they know. To write about what one knows requires experience. As Hemingway said, "In order to write about life, first you must live it". So while he sorted through scribbled lists of new vocabulary and pages of thesauruses and rhyming books, he lived. And he lived large.It was obvious to Crash that in order to accrue as much experience in life as possible and still have time to write about it he would have to come up with a hustle. He needed to cultivate a creative relationship with survival that allows the ability to say yes to any adventure at the drop of a hat. It wouldn't hurt if there was adventure in the hustle so what was a poor kid from Greenwich Village to do? He chose to sell weed. Read More Read Less