No one dares enter an enticing gravel country road here in Arkansas unless they want to risk getting their head blown off by all manner of folk: ornery red-necks who are too mean to die;meth- amphetamine chemists listening for scrunching tire sounds down the road; crazed recluses zealously protecting their junkyard double-wides; or solitary authors creating surreal landscapes of alternating lyrical phrases and down-home gibberish. It's a long way from Hollywood to Woodsville, but that's what too much LSD can do to you!