Alright, I’m trying to calm down. So far: The Open Curtain by Brian Evenson (we snagged him for NC1, he’s a master) Infinite Jest by DFW (I know I’m behind) The Wavering Knife by Brian Evenson The Angle of Yaw by Ben Lerner Epigraph by Gordon Lish Stories in the Worst Way by Gary Lutz In The Blind by Eugene Marten (his other book, Waste, is incredible) The Battlefield Where the Moon Says I Love You by Frank Stanford (deep in already, wow) Give + Take by Stona Fitch (Concord Free Press is giving this away free) Invisible Cities by Italo Calvino Less Than Zero by Bret Easton Ellis Godel, Escher, Bach by Douglas R. Hofstadter Working by Studs Terkel 40 Stories by Donald Barthelme (first three stories are very, very good) Samedi The Deafness by Jesse Ball (also a wizard in NC1)
NO COLONY, Foodmovies, Sold Out & Writing Mode
So far NO COLONY Volume 2 is shaping up firm like Arnie. I could spout all day about the stories we’ve gathered, but I’ll spare you. Just know: save your Christmas money.
I can’t eat pizza anymore. Pizza tastes awful.
Netflix is incredible. I’m conquering the Criterion Collection. Some new favorite (non-Criterion) films: Network. Wow, the dialogue, THE DIALOGUE. I cried happy tears, no joke. Wings of Desire. Peter Falk was the best part of this movie. Some haunting images that I think will stick with me for awhile. Overall, mood and tone dominate. Worth seeing. (though not as good as The In-Laws)
Y2K is officially sold out at Powell’s. Thanks to all who bought.
Question: Do you write fiction/poetry by hand or with a word processor? Get specific in the comments section. I’m going to start writing by hand, to change it up a bit. My hand will slow me down, but maybe that’s good? Haven’t been writing lately, anyway. Words, hundred words, then twenty words, then six words, hopefully words will pile into novels. I should start writing every day.
Mud Luscious Press continues to do good things. New chapbooks are available with words by Blake Butler, Brandi Wells, Nick Antosca, and forthcoming words by Sam Pink and Brian Evenson. The names speak for themselves: get them while you can.
I’m preparing to direct my first film. It will be 25-35 minutes in length. It’s based on the novel that I’m submitting around. Film production is working my brain unlike anything else. I’m reading One Hundred Years of Solitude for the first time, wow, one hell of a book. Also recommended: Waste by Eugene Martin and Gascoyne by Stanley Crawford. I’m waiting for February.