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 […]

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: 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 […]

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 […]

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 […]

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 […]

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 […]