FOREVER SUCKS
This posthumous autobiography of an American writer (1965-1997), Chuck Dean, was compiled from excepts of his voluminous letters. Born and raised in South Carolina, he began his writing career at Whittle Communications, wrote reviews and interviews for such magazines as Rolling Stone, Esquire, Details, Spin, Entertainment Weekly, Creem, Esquire, Penthouse, GQ and many others. He wrote poems prolifically and was especially proud of his long poem, The Fever. He had lived in Knoxville, Austin, New Orleans, and finally New York. On his last night he stole a friend’s methadone, slept next to her and quietly died of that unintentional overdose.
This posthumous autobiography of an American writer (1965-1997), Chuck Dean, was compiled from excepts of his voluminous letters. Born and raised in South Carolina, he began his writing career at Whittle Communications, wrote reviews and interviews for such magazines as Rolling Stone, Esquire, Details, Spin, Entertainment Weekly, Creem, Esquire, Penthouse, GQ and many others. He wrote poems prolifically and was especially proud of his long poem, The Fever. He had lived in Knoxville, Austin, New Orleans, and finally New York. On his last night he stole a friend’s methadone, slept next to her and quietly died of that unintentional overdose.
This posthumous autobiography of an American writer (1965-1997), Chuck Dean, was compiled from excepts of his voluminous letters. Born and raised in South Carolina, he began his writing career at Whittle Communications, wrote reviews and interviews for such magazines as Rolling Stone, Esquire, Details, Spin, Entertainment Weekly, Creem, Esquire, Penthouse, GQ and many others. He wrote poems prolifically and was especially proud of his long poem, The Fever. He had lived in Knoxville, Austin, New Orleans, and finally New York. On his last night he stole a friend’s methadone, slept next to her and quietly died of that unintentional overdose.