The Good, The Bad, and Demon Theory

toxic universe

Looks like, in pre-celebration for TURISTAS1, Demon Theory pulled two reviews this week:

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Cool places each, though the reviews are kind of opposites of each other.

Anyway, it’s none other than Mike Bracken on the Toxic Universe one. Which, I mean — for my first novel, I remember telling somebody that it would only be complete when I knew that Gerald Vizenor had read it. And then, bam, it was suddenly complete before it was even published: FC2 had somehow got Vizenor to blurb it. About the coolest thing in the world.

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Man is in the Forest

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 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 WAR Z rocks. Especially the Megatron footnote; it made my day. As did that . . . I don’t know: ending epigraph? envoy? Very cool (I love you, Mom). As for praise for WWZ: a lot of things I read, I think (or lie to myself, whichever) ‘C’mon, I could have written that.’ Not so with WWZ. Brooks is 6000 times more cued into the geopolitical machine than I can ever hope to be. I mean, if I were going to hijack the conventions of non-fiction (‘literary journalism’ may be the better term here) to tell a patently fictional story, I’m pretty sure I’d still end up localizing it to a neighborhood or something. I mean, all these places he talks about — some of them I recognize from the RISK! board, but most might as well be Mars. Which is my own failing, don’t get me wrong. What I’m meaning to say is, man, I really respect that somebody can both have all that in their brain and still spin out zombie lies. Which I guess reveals my prejudice that the two are supposed to be somewhat exclusive of each other. But maybe that’s precisely the magic of WWZ. Now I’m going to have to go back and read the ZOMBIE SURVIVAL GUIDE too, of course. Just in case.
  • Counting down the days until AGAINST THE DAY here. I plan to savor it for three or four weeks, while I’m writing this new horror-thing. Maybe two new horror things. They’re each making a complete and total mess of my head right now.
  • And, was counting down the days until CASINO ROYALE, but it’s here already. All hot to watch FREAK OUT too, which was waiting in my mailbox for me last night.
  • It very much hurts to write with fingertips all sliced to ribbons (skinning all kinds of elk and deer).
  • People at the airport give you plenty of second looks when you stand out front with your hair down and an elk skin wrapped around you (it was cold). But they don’t say anything.
  • Reading now: LISEY’S STORY. And man, it’s a top-notch writer writing at the exact top of his game, near as I can tell. Not a single misplaced word. Cool too having Chabon on the back cover, he of, if I’m recalling correctly, “The Arsonist’s Daughter,” just because in LISEY’S STORY King has “The Coaster’s Daughter.” I also really like his (King’s) “latening skies.” Not sure I’ve ever heard that before, or as well, anyway. Then of course this goes straight to the heart: “Scott takes a book with him everywhere he goes, there are absolutely no exceptions.” Only thing I haven’t liked in it so far (100 pages from the end), is that it makes some quiet fun of wallet chains. Just on principle, of course, I have to resist this kind of humor (though I’ve got to say, searches like this make me question the whole culture of wallet chains . . . ). Anyway, the structure or ‘layering’ of LISEY’S STORY, it’s exactly what I usually hate — flashbacks cutting back and forth with a couple of more time periods — but, man, King, he’s making it sing. And, more important, I suspect it’s one of those rare cases where that ‘layered’/simultaneous way of telling the thing is directly related to the content of the story. Which is cool. It’s why he’s king, I suspect.
  • Friends’ newish books, which I mention not because they’re friends, but because they’re each very strong writers: GOODNIGHT, TEXAS and NEWSWORLD
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    . . . But the Party Never Ends

    the road goes on for five hours

    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 sitting. That way you don’t have to be sad and/or suicidal for the whole afternoon. Not that it doesn’t stick with you, but, just to sanitize your mind, you can try to poke holes in your memory of it anyway: if the wheelbarrow turns back into a cart for no real reason, does that make this all not real? if the apostrophes aren’t perfectly consistent, does that make THE ROAD a more constructed thing? Not really, no. It is fun to try to resist it, though, this book. To say it’s all just set-up — that, in a landscape this dark, even a spark seen from miles away can be enough to melt your heart once and forever. That it’s all about that spark, really.

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    Torn to Pisces (by that Leftwrist Twist)

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    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 makes it a double-true middle, yeah, and, as you get closer and closer to it, can tell it’s going to be a hinge, a whirlpool, a peak, it gets hard not to cheat and page ahead. But wait if you can — it’s a weird tension to have a in book, right? Waiting to get to the exact middle? That’s ONLY REVOLUTIONS for you, though: all the conventional trappings of reading, the things we take for granted, don’t even acknowledge anymore, haven’t since never, Danielewski takes them away and then reimagines the book for us. Not ‘story’ or ‘narrative,’ but that simple up/down=>linear thing that we maybe all assumed was just the way things were, and should be.

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    Anatomy of a Review

    Just thinking about what I said in that last post, about how I don’t do reviews because I’m pretty sure I’d set my standards impossibly high, just so I could shoot down every book in my path. That may be a little too broad a statement, though — I don’t mean to suggest that all reviews that burn a book are similarly motivated. Granted, some reviewers just have bad attitudes (Tobias Wolff, of course, in “Bullet to the Brain,” shoots one of them in the head, while John Updike, in “Bech Noir,” chooses to just push them in front of trains, serial fashion), but, too, it is the critics’ job to take those literary bullets meant for us, yeah? Kakutani and them, they’re the bodyguards, I mean. Maybe overzealous sometimes, sure, but always articulate anyway. And, I mean, if you’re Anne Rice, you can always just log in, fight the reviews.

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    Death Boobs, or Why I Read Christopher Moore

    Well, I mean, yeah, because he’s got titles like THE LUST LIZARD OF MELANCHOLY COVE and PRACTICAL DEMONKEEPING. These are what originally got me peeling his books up from the shelves back whenever ago. Years already, I guess. Too, though, I’ve yet to read a CMoore book that hasn’t made me smile, and then impressed me too, somehow. Like this, from A DIRTY JOB, which I just finished ten minutes ago:

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    Charles McCarry

    Just finished Charles McCarry’s OLD BOYS, which, like the rest of the Paul Christopher series, just absolutely blew me away. The guy’s not just a good storyteller, he hammers his prose, too. Usually you get one or the other.

    A sample line:

    She had the wary unwavering eyes of a woman who knew how attractive she was but wanted no sign from me that I might have noticed this too.

    I’m not sure or even suspicious that it gets any better than that. After reading it, too–and this was just because I didn’t want the experience to be over, so was trying to wring the book for every last word–I finally got around to the back cover. Elmore Leonard, Peter Benchley, Norman Mailer, etc. First, though, right at the top, one of the best blurbs I’ve ever seen:

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    To be read

    never at a loss for stuff to read. if I could just shoehorn one more syllable in there, it’d scan pretty cool, I think. what little I know or can take a stab at talking lines. anyway, yesterday afternoon’s library haul (this doesn’t count the ninety-plus I already have checked out, on my shelf, which I call The Annex). was going to type them all in for that Books You’ve Bought But Haven’t Read Yet (or something) thread over at the Velvet, but good grief: that’d be a task. yet, of course, I wanted to show off my good taste. and also my lack of education. how I’ve dodged that SQUADRON SUPREME this long, who knows. and, really, that DEAD WEST, I read it last night–Indians, Old West, zombies: everything good–and am already many pages into both my minimum required hours of sleep and CJ Box’s IN PLAIN SIGHT (there’s a relationship there, yes). anyway, didn’t put my big/pretty/new (used) OLD BOYS up there because it doesn’t have either an LC or dewey decimal number on it. and, really, what I keep finding myself reading lately at odd moments is Rodney Jones’ SALVATION BLUES. Has lines in it like this:

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    Demon Theory update

    Finished copies exist, are real, are in the mail now. If I had the skills, I’d rework some of those gas-shortage pics from the late seventies, of all the cars lined up, only I’d put a big DEMON THEORY in place of the pump. or maybe pirate one of those Body Axe commercials, re-edit it to showcase DT >>>which, yeah, as you can see, Logan over at the Velvet just rigged up. very cool. rigged this one up too.

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    Words That Stick

    Maybe it’s this way for everybody, I don’t know. Sometimes I’ll stumble across something in a book, anyway, and it’ll just burrow right to the core of me and never leaves. I say sometimes, but, I suppose, I’m only about to list three. And, it’s not that they’re said all that perfect or anything, it’s more like they’re just obviously true. Trick was, I’d just never thought about them:

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