Welcome to La Madeleine: A BSW Literary Journal Compendium/Concordance
Hi, my name is Shiloh, the author of this site. I am here to right a wrong for John Mayer. This site is to fill in the details of what I have written and what has happened.

FALLING IN LOVE WITH JOHN MAYER IN GREENWICH VILLAGE IN 2010

In 2010 I began a relationship with the musician John Mayer where he lived in New York City, at first writing and communicating with him openly on-line.

I have a Master’s degree in literature. I obtained enough hours for a doctorate. This is not because I wanted to teach, but because I was so impassioned by literature and I wanted to write and create. Nevertheless, I had the wonderful opportunity to teach both high school English, then full time at a junior college on the Texas/Mexico border, and because we had a satellite university campus also on the campuses, I had the extraordinary opportunity to then teach upper level literature courses:

ENGL 3315 Classical Literature, ENGL 3316 Backgrounds of Literature, ENGL 3317 World Literature, ENGL 3313 Folklore, ENGL 3311 Children’s and Adolescent Literature, ENGL 3312 Advanced Composition, ENGL 3302 Creative Writing, ENGL 4304 Modern Fiction, ENGL 4306 American Literature to 1865, ENGL 4308 American Literature 1865-1940, ENGL 3309 English Literature from Beowulf to 1800, ENGL 3310 English Literature from 1800 to Present, ENGL 4302 Southwestern Literature

As you can imagine, my writing to John even from the beginning, and my continued writing of my own books over the past fourteen years has been about literature and included many, many literary references from everything like Willa Cather standing in Walnut Canyon and having the revelation beneath her feet to begin The Song of the Lark, to Hemingway ending his novel with “Isn’t it pretty to think so?”

The wonderful news is that behind this, built up over the past 20 years in John Mayer’s career, is a tremendous bonded and passionate army in the popular culture arts bringing forth those things which could not be spoken—by Homer, by Dante, by Michelangelo, by Willa, by you, and they know the passion of my work well, as it was written daily to them all these years simply for those true artists to bring about changes to the abuses of a narcissistic personality disorder society that uses fear and threat to control, dominate, censor, take the resources, and punish those who create from the source of all of us, the true arts, the flames within our souls of things that matter, who make life and Being matter, and who change things.

My name means “Place of Peace” like the Olive Tree, like the Mount of Olives near the waters of Shiloah in ancient Jerusalem, the place of Jesus’ ascension into heaven, and like the bed in the ancient epic Homer’s Odyssey Odysseus built from a live olive tree–an immovable bed, also metaphorically speaking, a bed Penelope finally shared with the “archer” Odysseus, like where I came to fall in love with John at the Olive Tree Cafe on MacDougal in Greenwich Village. The details of what happened are beyond imagination.

I wrote a book 2013-2018 about the Odyssey and about Penelope giving Odysseus the bow, which is like Homer, and giving him the poet’s lyre, a guitar, his music back, what is rightfully his, just like the epics themselves which reflect on centeredness and values of a culture.

This site is to fill in the details of what has happened.

We can share an early morning coffee for in front of the window on Fifth Avenue. You buy the coffee and I’ll bring the sweets. I’ll meet you there and we can talk things over.

Thank you for visiting the site.

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