So I’m out for one of my late walks the other night…morning…about 2:00am. I walk up Main Street and the night is dead quiet, the air still, just the sound of the traffic lights blinking yellow. I’m lost in thought as I walk along, thinking about a girl……a girl from a long time ago. I…
Where The Road Ends
This past summer was a frustrating one. The company downsized and my responsibilities diminished. There was a time when I was one of the few people that could do the job I do, not bragging, it’s just a fact. I knew the company was downsizing this year, I had no idea it would affect my…
Home Is Where The Heart Is
The town looks the same, smaller. My mother is thrilled I’m here. Most of the people I knew are long gone now, time waits for no one, things look the same, but they’re different. I haven’t seen my old friend Dave yet, he’s working out of town, it’ll be good to see him. Late at…
Home
I hopped on the Greyhound and headed home, it would be the first time I saw my hometown in 14 years. I didn’t talk to anyone on the bus for that 5 hour trip. I stayed to myself and stared out the window, thinking, wondering what in the fuck had kept me away for so…
The Invisible Man
I’m invisible on the Midway most of the time, a wallflower so to speak. I wander and watch, mostly you people, the ones that come to play on the Carnival. You don’t notice me, but I see you. I’ll sit and smoke, watching, wondering what your life is like, if you’re happy with the choices…
Where I Fit In
We fit where we want to fit I think, in this country anyway. We have it good here compared to other parts of the world. To say that all I can ever be is a “Carny”, would be bullshit. I do know some people who will only ever be “Carnies” though, they don’t really fit…
Contemplating
So here I sit, the dawn creeping in the window of my hotel room, contemplating. The end of the season is a confusing time. Time moves differently in the Carny bubble, it’s more compressed, you live a lot in a short period where the pace of life is so much faster The people that come…
Silence
I’m sitting in a darkened motel room as I write this, looking out the window at the carpet of lights that are the last city we play for the season. The silence is deafening, the big “Merry Go Round” has finally stopped. I have a lot of stories to tell, but they’ll go in the…
My Boss
My boss, the owner of the company, is a fucking prick. He can’t help it though, he comes from a long line of pricks, he was born into this business and his dad was a bigger prick. That’s just the way a lot of them in the business are. Old timers remember his mom and…
My Initiation
Freezing rain. I’m 14 years old and soaked to the bone, the wind is blowing through my wet clothes, my teeth are chattering, every part of my body moves stiff and slow I’m so cold. I’m kneeling beside the big tent we just finished putting up, the canvas flaps are being whipped by the wind…
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- Diary of a Carny – The White Witch December 23, 2022So my 88,000 word Memoir is finally done to the best of my ability at this time. You can find it on Smashwords for free. Written from my many notebooks and diaries I kept over the years, twenty six years. It only covers a season and a half, and focuses on one of the most... […]Kevinmorra
- Sarah October 13, 2008I have a small metal box of mementos of women I’ve known and been with along the way in my travels on the road. Pathetic I know. Sentimental old me. I haven’t been through the stuff in that box in a long time. Rings, necklaces, pictures………. Tonight I was looking in the closet for something... […]kevin
- My Interview On Ballycast February 16, 2008I’d like to thank Wayne Keyser from Ballycast for interviewing me for his podcast. You can catch the podcast here, as well as many others on “Show” people and “Side Show” people. My life and thoughts as a Carny.kevin
- The End May 13, 2007It’s that time of year again, a week ago it was, I’m always on the greyhound the first week of May. Last season I was long gone by this time. It feels strange not going, I think I’ll be fine though, my heart does ache some. I live near a highway in this tiny town... […]kevin
- My Prediction April 25, 2007Carnies are born, they can’t be made. The Carnival Industry has always been made up of a certain type of person. That personality is a transient by nature, not materialistic, existing for the moment. These people do it for the love of it, they need to keep moving, dreaming, living just for this day, tomorrow... […]kevin
- What’s New Lately February 16, 2007About a month after I got off the road, and my visit home, I landed in a city close by and thought I may as well start adjusting to the real world and get a job, any job,just something to keep me occupied. Normally I don’t work in the off season, but considering this off... […]kevin
- On With Life February 16, 2007Ok, I’m finally past the “Feeling sorry for myself” mode. Self pity is comfortable for awhile, then it’s like “Who gives a fuck?”, time to get up and move on, life is so much more fun that way. My life and thoughts as a Carny.kevin
- End of an Era December 24, 2006I find it ironic that my Carny life should end just as the curtain lowers on the Carny Culture of today, it’s last dying exhale. The hard living, road happy people of yesterday are few and far between now, replaced with clean cut, drug free, South Africans or others the shows can import for cheap.... […]kevin
- A Place In The Sun November 23, 2006I’ve always had an incredible long term memory. Aunts and Uncles have commented on it, amazed that I could recall a certain event or place, considering I was 3 years old at the time. In the early winter of 1969 I was a couple of months from my fourth birthday. My brother and I shared... […]kevin
- Shauna (Do you wanna?) November 1, 2006I remember when Shauna was beautiful, back in the days when she turned every mans head. You wouldn’t know it looking at her now though, the young beautiful Shauna replaced with the old worn out hag of a Shauna. When I was a kid I used to follow her around, I had a crush on... […]kevin
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