Comments for Max Steele http://maxsteele.org Author, teacher, father. Thu, 26 Jun 2008 13:58:10 -0700 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.1 hourly 1 Comment on In Memoriam by Johanna of the Spring http://maxsteele.org/archives/2005/in-memoriam/comment-page-1/#comment-960 Johanna of the Spring Thu, 26 Jun 2008 13:58:10 +0000 http://maxsteele.org/archives/2005/in-memoriam/#comment-960 I lived in Chapel Hill for only a few years and I knew Max only as the kind man I loved to sit next to and talk the morning away at the Open Eye coffee shop. It wasnt until I was about to leave that i found out who he was and what he had done. I do not read much, but I asked him for his books to read. I loved them! I loved him and I regret that I did not say good bye. Good bye Max, you sweet , humble man. Thank you for the attention you gave to me. I lived in Chapel Hill for only a few years and I knew Max only as the kind man I loved to sit next to and talk the morning away at the Open Eye coffee shop. It wasnt until I was about to leave that i found out who he was and what he had done. I do not read much, but I asked him for his books to read. I loved them! I loved him and I regret that I did not say good bye.
Good bye Max, you sweet , humble man. Thank you for the attention you gave to me.

]]> Comment on In Memoriam by Tim Mizelle http://maxsteele.org/archives/2005/in-memoriam/comment-page-1/#comment-860 Tim Mizelle Mon, 19 May 2008 18:29:23 +0000 http://maxsteele.org/archives/2005/in-memoriam/#comment-860 Sorry for the typos in my last post. I write in a lot of languages and it is often difficult to come back to English. I, too, check here often. It seems that I had a lapse, there, where I felt his edits of my work or mine of his were like edits of one another. I was right about that and wrong. They were edits of us, sure, but they were us taking a chance at changing one another and how we saw the world at that moment. I have learned, by going back through what we said, that I was too critical of his criticism (there is a tough one for you!). When someone has that lasting impression, he has changed you. He has taught you. And I suppose, you taught him, for you taught him how to change you, in some small way, how to see criticsm as constructive not as an attack. For better or worse, I found a different way to write. All my teachers have done this; I mean teachers, not merely those who stood at the front of a class. Max took a great deal of time and effort to try to show me I was fighting against myself, not the world and not words. Were he here, I could not repay that. You repay that in words. You repay that to the present. You repay that to the world and to others. Somehow. Sorry for the typos in my last post. I write in a lot of languages and it is often difficult to come back to English. I, too, check here often. It seems that I had a lapse, there, where I felt his edits of my work or mine of his were like edits of one another. I was right about that and wrong. They were edits of us, sure, but they were us taking a chance at changing one another and how we saw the world at that moment. I have learned, by going back through what we said, that I was too critical of his criticism (there is a tough one for you!). When someone has that lasting impression, he has changed you. He has taught you. And I suppose, you taught him, for you taught him how to change you, in some small way, how to see criticsm as constructive not as an attack. For better or worse, I found a different way to write. All my teachers have done this; I mean teachers, not merely those who stood at the front of a class. Max took a great deal of time and effort to try to show me I was fighting against myself, not the world and not words. Were he here, I could not repay that. You repay that in words. You repay that to the present. You repay that to the world and to others. Somehow.

]]> Comment on In Memoriam by jessie schell http://maxsteele.org/archives/2005/in-memoriam/comment-page-1/#comment-795 jessie schell Fri, 25 Apr 2008 16:11:49 +0000 http://maxsteele.org/archives/2005/in-memoriam/#comment-795 O, the sadness to discover today that Max has left us. He was so kind, so generous to me, in personal as well as in professional ways. When he hired me to teach in the Creative Writing program in the 70's, he opened the world's door. He insisted I needed an agent, and found the perfect agent. He opened his house to me, and constantly found ways to encourage and help. His teasing was delicious; his many magical gifts changed my life. I've missed him all these years, and I will now miss him more, if that's possible, after today. I continue to give "The Cat & The Coffee Drinker" to every new friend I make. Over these many years, he has constantly lived in my thoughts and heart. His sweetness! His huge and loving spirit! O, the sadness to discover today that Max has left us. He was so kind, so generous to me, in personal as well as in professional ways. When he hired me to teach in the Creative Writing program in the 70’s, he opened the world’s door. He insisted I needed an agent, and found the perfect agent. He opened his house to me, and constantly found ways to encourage and help. His teasing was delicious; his many magical gifts changed my life. I’ve missed him all these years, and I will now miss him more, if that’s possible, after today. I continue to give “The Cat & The Coffee Drinker” to every new friend I make. Over these many years, he has constantly lived in my thoughts and heart. His sweetness! His huge and loving spirit!

]]> Comment on In Memoriam by Amy Freeman Branson http://maxsteele.org/archives/2005/in-memoriam/comment-page-1/#comment-789 Amy Freeman Branson Thu, 24 Apr 2008 03:06:51 +0000 http://maxsteele.org/archives/2005/in-memoriam/#comment-789 I check this site every few weeks, still I want to know that there are those that remember, love, realize how significant, Max was and is in our lives. I was a lost soul in the 70's and Max found me, saw something, and called me to write. I will never forget his directive one morning in a cafeteria on campus: Your writing is raw and alive, write. It has been the one thing I've held onto all these years. As I say again, and as I so want to say to Max, my heart yearning for that chance - thank you for seeing me, for encouraging me to see this world and put it to paper - meager in my efforts, overflowing in my desire. Thank you so much Max Steele, again - I love you. I check this site every few weeks, still I want to know that there are those that remember, love, realize how significant, Max was and is in our lives. I was a lost soul in the 70’s and Max found me, saw something, and called me to write. I will never forget his directive one morning in a cafeteria on campus: Your writing is raw and alive, write. It has been the one thing I’ve held onto all these years.

As I say again, and as I so want to say to Max, my heart yearning for that chance – thank you for seeing me, for encouraging me to see this world and put it to paper – meager in my efforts, overflowing in my desire.

Thank you so much Max Steele, again – I love you.

]]> Comment on In Memoriam by Tim Mizelle http://maxsteele.org/archives/2005/in-memoriam/comment-page-1/#comment-774 Tim Mizelle Wed, 16 Apr 2008 00:54:59 +0000 http://maxsteele.org/archives/2005/in-memoriam/#comment-774 There are times when hear his voice and I know he is still with me. He loved you with all his heart, Oliver. He loved all of you, more than any of the students, more than the writing progam, the magazines. That was all I wanted to tell you, when I was trying to get in touch with after he left us. He was very good to me, when I need a friend. I hope I was even a fraction as good to him. I know I wasn't always. I was young and bullheaded about writing. Stupid. This will be a week of turmoil in the world. It has the potential to be one none of us will ever forget. Max taught be a great deal about seeing. He listened when I explained how I saw, sometimes, what no one else could see. He never made fun of me...he tried to help me get on in this world. There are times when hear his voice and I know he is still with me. He loved you with all his heart, Oliver. He loved all of you, more than any of the students, more than the writing progam, the magazines. That was all I wanted to tell you, when I was trying to get in touch with after he left us. He was very good to me, when I need a friend. I hope I was even a fraction as good to him. I know I wasn’t always. I was young and bullheaded about writing. Stupid. This will be a week of turmoil in the world. It has the potential to be one none of us will ever forget. Max taught be a great deal about seeing. He listened when I explained how I saw, sometimes, what no one else could see. He never made fun of me…he tried to help me get on in this world.

]]> Comment on In Memoriam by Twiggy http://maxsteele.org/archives/2005/in-memoriam/comment-page-1/#comment-298 Twiggy Thu, 10 Jan 2008 19:15:35 +0000 http://maxsteele.org/archives/2005/in-memoriam/#comment-298 I wish he was not dead so i could see that he is not dead I wish he was not dead so i could see that he is not dead

]]> Comment on In Memoriam by Amy Freeman Branson http://maxsteele.org/archives/2005/in-memoriam/comment-page-1/#comment-13 Amy Freeman Branson Thu, 23 Nov 2006 03:20:19 +0000 http://maxsteele.org/archives/2005/in-memoriam/#comment-13 I loved Max. I loved Max.

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