Among the many regular loiterers demonstrating street-loon schtick at the Pseudonym Bookstore, where I ostensibly “worked” during the 1980’s, was the Writing Guy. A fixture of downtown Charleston, the Writing Guy was exceptionally clean, mild-mannered, and seemingly sober. He moved lightly and slowly, as if afraid the sidewalk might crumble beneath him, panhandling with a near-whisper, embarrassed to disturb. Above all, he seemed like a man who longed to become invisible.
Symptoms Include: The Writing Guy
Symptoms Include: The Writing Guy
Symptoms Include: The Writing Guy
Among the many regular loiterers demonstrating street-loon schtick at the Pseudonym Bookstore, where I ostensibly “worked” during the 1980’s, was the Writing Guy. A fixture of downtown Charleston, the Writing Guy was exceptionally clean, mild-mannered, and seemingly sober. He moved lightly and slowly, as if afraid the sidewalk might crumble beneath him, panhandling with a near-whisper, embarrassed to disturb. Above all, he seemed like a man who longed to become invisible.