mialoveshenrymiller – Letter 46 – Small, Unplanned Set Backs, Passion, Surrender, Sex, and Missing You, Henry Miller

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Letter 46 – Small, Unplanned Set Backs, Passion, Surrender, Sex, and Missing You, Henry Miller

I’m writing this letter on 6-5-2012 at 1:13 p.m

“Why not accept the challenge of the Spirit and yield? Why not surrender, and thus enter into a new life?” –Henry Miller, The Time of the Assassins

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“Good luck! Keep writing and painting – the only salvation in this cheesy world.” –Henry Miller, Letter to Irving Stettner, Stroker Magazine, Thurs. 4/5/1978, From your Capricorn Friend

Dear Henry,

I have missed writing to you so much!  I haven’t been able to write due to working night and day, around the clock, to meet a couple of previous art deadlines.  My art show in Maple Grove, Minnesota was a success.  For the past several weeks, I’ve been continuing to experience severe headaches, resulting from three bulging discs in my neck, as well as severe TMJ, and advance stage arthritis in my jaws, which occurred from two severe car accidents when I was younger.  I have also been on bed rest over four weeks due to the ugly, awful, deadly demon, whooping cough.  There has been a severe outbreak in Minnesota and several other states such as California and Wisconsin.  Due to my kidney disease and compromised immune system, sometimes I am susceptible to picking up highly contagious illnesses.  This sucks.  But it could be worse, I could be dead.  I haven’t written because my body has felt weak and my head has been cloudy.  I also haven’t written because I really don’t like to talk about my faults, flaws, and illness.  However, to give you an accurate view about the obstacles in my life, I feel the need to disclose all of me, the good, the bad and the ugly.  I am just now feeling the energy and clear headedness to attempt to write this letter to you.

Roger Jones asked HM this question in 1977, Conversations with Henry Miller – “It must have taken great courage to write the way you have.

HM’s answer: “Oh yes, that I must have had, everybody concedes that.  I don’t take credit for it. It was just natural with me.  Oh wait a minute, no I’ll modify that.  I had to be absolutely desperate before I could write like that.  I had been put right down, to the very bottom, ignored, and spat upon, and humiliated.  Everything wrong happened to me.  And my attitude was, I’ll get back at you, you bastards, fuck you.  I’ll show you who I am.”  –Conversations with Henry Miller, edited by Frank L. Kersnowski and Alice Hughes.  This excerpt was printed in the Queens Quarterly, 84 (1987), 351-65 Henry Miller at Eighty–Four, Roger Jones / 1977 Continue reading

mia loves henry miller – Letter 24 – Love Letters, Midnight to Paris, Erotic Fantasies and the Roaring Twenties

mia loves henry miller

Letter 24 – Love Letters, Midnight in Paris, Erotic Fantasies and the Roaring Twenties

 “That night I was going to hear Henry Miller speak at an acting class, my house burned down.  I didn’t go to the lecture, but a few weeks later I still wanted to meet him.  I began to ask around for his address so I could write to him. At the same time, I was trying to refurnish my home.  At an estate auction I discovered a first edition set of books titled Women through the Ages.  I took out one of the volumes, and there folded inside was a letter from Henry Miller to a woman.  How could I not bid on the books? Three thousand dollars later I owned them and had Miller’s address.  I wrote him, enclosing the letter I had found, as well as a few “actress” photographs of myself that I thought might pique his curiosity. A few days later, Henry sent the first of fifteen hundred letters he was to write to me.  We became good friends and, perhaps, even more.” —Brenda Venus, Dear, Dear Brenda

1/5/12

6:33 p.m.

Dear Henry Miller,

I wish that I would’ve been able to communicate to you via letters, when you were alive.  I would have savored and cherished the words you might have written to me in reply to my letters, upon paper.   Your past lovers, Brenda Venus, Hoki Tokunda, and Anais Nin were lucky to possess a bit of your soul, capturing your spirit with the words you once wrote to them in numerous letters. The great passion you possessed when you were alive, must have bled into the ink like deep, flowing blood. Continue reading