david hogan

Category: Humans

  • “You called me!” (A Conversation with my LA Agent)

    My agent was short and well-connected.  He was bald, badly-dressed and had a Napoleonic complex larger than Toulouse.  He scared off a lot of writers. “That’s s—,” being his favorite assessment of anyone’s work or ideas. For some reason, I…

  • Sunday Morning Comin’ Down (in Greece)

    On a Sunday morning in the large amphitheater of my Greek Island village, the male voices of the psaltis from three distinct churches could be heard concurrently.  In the Carnegie Hall-like acoustics of the village, their unamplified chants arrived at…