Month: November 2006
hey, way down in that Halloweenie post I wrapped up by lamenting that there were no pics leftover of my shirt. Turns out it was a lie. There’s this one (click it to enlarge):
The farthest-back person in the room’s my friend William J Cobb, and the frontmost is Jay McInerney. I’m in the middle of an imaginary line between them, posing with a coke (there was no sweet tea). Right in front of me’s Amanda Eyre Ward. Or, hey: just look for the guy in the goofy red sh…
and his freezer’s now spilling over with elk. which is to say dancing days are here again, all that.
and, because all this can’t seem to organize itself any other way, a list:
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- That 32 Poems (Fall/Winter 4.2) with my story “Lunch” is out and about now.
- Just had “The Sadness of Two People Meeting in a Bar” accepted at Red Rock Review.
- That end of November reading I was doing at Texas Tech has now been moved, tentatively, to March 1, 2007.
- WORLD W
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- Best line, by far: Samuel Jackson’s SNAKES ON A PLANE one, here
- Best monster kill: that last one in FEAST
- Best justice: in the bathroom stall at the end of HOSTEL
- Best subtitle: “[Zombies Panting],” from SLiTHER
- Best remake: THE HILLS HAVE EYES
- Best prequel to a remake: TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE: THE BEGINNING
- Best tanning bed death(s): FINAL DESTINATION 3
- Scene you (I) most wanted to look away from:1 either that rib-splitter early on in SAW 3 or Jigsaw̵
Bleak. Unremitting. Is to the road trip book what THE HILLS HAVE EYES was to the family vacation movie. And as far as post-apocalyptic stuff goes, Cormac McCarthy’s THE ROAD makes you see what a happy fantasy A CANTICLE FOR LEIBOWITZ was, how tame DR. BLOODMONEY was. That that road in THE PARABLE OF THE SOWER was gold brick.
Anyway, though this is a non-review like all the others, still, some steering if you’ll take it: read THE ROAD in five hours or less, all in one sit…
everyone dreams the dream
but we are it
It’s like a word problem: If two ribbons, one gold one green, approach each other at a rate of eight pages at a time in a three hundred and sixty page book, will they ever meet? Because of course one-eighty isn’t a multiple of eight — you’re either four short or four over. Which kind of make…
Showed up at the wrong bookstore Halloween night to do a DEMON THEORY signing — kind of awkward when you’re wearing a Jason mask, carrying a big fake knife — but finally found the right one, had a blast (notice all the LISEY’S STORYs behind me there, yeah?). Rented FEAST that night as well, though of course had to watch HALLOWEEN instead, just because I’m sentimental, and half-trying to study it, I suppose, to see where there’s room for Ro…
Man, if everybody doesn’t have a list, right? I’d guess, if I took the time to look, somebody’s already got one like this, I mean: things they’re tired enough of in horror to make a public plea that those things stop, lest the whole genre cave in or something. Or, really, those things we get tired of in our chosen reading areas (assuming we use the marketing terms [Western, Horror, Romance, Thriller, Mystery, Erotica, Historical, ‘Literary,&…