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	<title>Comments on: Tweet the Dust: Celebrate author John Fante tonight at the Hammer</title>
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	<description>Lizard people dude. Seriously.</description>
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		<title>By: rodger</title>
		<link>http://blogging.la/2009/04/07/tweet-the-dust/comment-page-1/#comment-14515</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2009 21:22:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I admire Fante and added several of his titles to an L.A. novel curriculum a few years back but for the life of me I never understood Bukowski&#039;s fawning adoration of the man and his work. The biggest stumbling block, for me, is Fante/Bandini&#039;s monstrous, out of control ego. Quite unlike his number one fan, Bukowski, Fante had an insatiable hunger for fame and was, in his later years, toxicly bitter that it didn&#039;t come his way when he was above ground. I came away from my study of Fante wishing he had written more whimsical and grounded pieces like the hilarious and touching &lt;i&gt;My Dog Stupid&lt;/i&gt;. But the man deserves props for making the L.A. novel a viable literary genre when the east coast fops were denying that such a mythical creature existed.

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I admire Fante and added several of his titles to an L.A. novel curriculum a few years back but for the life of me I never understood Bukowski&#8217;s fawning adoration of the man and his work. The biggest stumbling block, for me, is Fante/Bandini&#8217;s monstrous, out of control ego. Quite unlike his number one fan, Bukowski, Fante had an insatiable hunger for fame and was, in his later years, toxicly bitter that it didn&#8217;t come his way when he was above ground. I came away from my study of Fante wishing he had written more whimsical and grounded pieces like the hilarious and touching <i>My Dog Stupid</i>. But the man deserves props for making the L.A. novel a viable literary genre when the east coast fops were denying that such a mythical creature existed.</p>
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		<title>By: Annika Barranti</title>
		<link>http://blogging.la/2009/04/07/tweet-the-dust/comment-page-1/#comment-14514</link>
		<dc:creator>Annika Barranti</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2009 19:05:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Applause, applause!

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Applause, applause!</p>
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		<title>By: queequeg</title>
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		<dc:creator>queequeg</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2009 18:44:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>HA! I loved this.

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>HA! I loved this.</p>
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