Category Archives: SGJ

Penn State audio

this has something to do with football, yeah?

All I knew about Pennsylvania before the last couple of days was what I’d read in Pynchon’s Mason & Dixon. It’s the place with those big pretty barns, though; I know that now. Anyway, touched down about four in the afternoon, after getting up at 3:30 to catch the plane out of Lubbock (only got to sleep a couple of hours before that, too). My old/first writing prof was waiting for me there. Hadn’t seen him for years, I guess. Anyway, I said this in some interview a while back, but then it didn’t make it to the final version, but, reading his stuff for me’s just haunting, because I know how the words are all going to fall, because, I don’t know: because he taught me, I guess. got to me when I was even more impressionable than I am now.

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Penn State visit / reading

Next Wednesday at 8:00, I’m in the Foster Auditorium up at Penn State (in State College, PA). Just reading aloud. Not sure what yet, but I’ll have a plane ride to decide, of course . . .

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“Texas Writers on Texas Writing”

This was a panel from the AWP conference. Think the stardate was 9 March, 2006, about 1:30 in the breathless afternoon. A big room with these draping chandeliers, and some ice cold water in metal pitchers (and, luckily for my whispering self, a mic). The write-up of the panel, from the schedule-thing:

Where Genre and Non-genre Meet: Texas Writers on Texas Writing. Just because you’re from Texas doesn’t mean you write Westerns. Contemporary writers of horror, mystery, science fiction, and other genre and genre-inspired literature talk about the influence of Texas on their work, the effects of place and culture, redefinitions of ‘Texas’ on writing, the space between genre and nongenre literature, and how from Robert E. Howard, father of Sword & Sorcery, to the present, the wide Texas landscape has inspired more than stories of cowboys and cattle herds

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AWP reading

Guess I did two readings at AWP this past weekend. Well, two readings and one panel. Of the two readings, anyway, this is the one that happened to get recorded [ the other reading was at the FC2 party; I read “Faberge,” that piece that’s out in Third Coast right now ]. anyway, I forget what-all I read for this reading. lots of short, one-paragraph type stuff.

And, many thanks to thirstygerbil for manning the camera. ( he was also kind enough to snag that panel, the one with Craig Clevenger and Joe Lansdale and Mark Finn; once I get the okay from all them to post the thing, I’ll throw it up here somewhere )

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Cult interview

hey, just got a note that that Cult interview’s live. It was my first IM-thing since ICQ debuted, back years and years and years ago. was a blast.

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It was a good run

On a sad note, SciFiction is a gone thing. Of course, wherever Ellen Datlow lands next will be the new hot spot for speculative stuff. Just hope the wait isn’t too long.

My selfish reason for being sad, of course, is that I cut my teeth on OMNI’s fiction* back in the 80’s. Which is to say Datlow introduced me to the short story, more or less. So I’ve been amassing rejection letters from her for about twelve years now. Maybe longer, even. I should rig them up in some kind of display case, really, charting changes in letterhead, all that. Going to miss that monthly rejection, though. You get addicted to it after a while. Well, that and the hope that there’s an acceptance in the mail too, one that’ll bring you (me) full circle, as far as the short story goes. Foolish as it sounds, I’ve always felt like I owe her one good story, as thanks for all the good ones she’s shared over the years.

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Texas Book Festival


The video of the panel is live. It runs close to an hour, but well worth it, lots of good stuff talked about by all of the authors. Too, thanks to my brother for the steady hand as he filmed most of it, and when it shakes and your stomach is sick, blame me, sorry, couldn’t stand still. Enjoy. Click the picture to start the recording, or click here to just listen:

[audio:http://www.demontheory.net/wp-admin/excl/SGJ_TxBkFest.mp3]

links to the panelists:

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Lubbock / Texas Tech reading footage

It’s in a couple of places from a couple of different cameras. Thanks to Marcus J. Weekley for the steady hand on the camera, and to Chad and James for rigging up the podium-cam (which seems to have ten or eleven minutes of dead-air up front, sorry). They’re both supposed to be streaming, anyway.

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More scans, etc

instead of thumbnails, which would be prettier, just some links, bullet-style, cause I’ve got no time here:

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Back when

Early, scary stuff here. All of it right about fifteen years old. Not sure how I ever learned to write, really. Just that I had to. Included: “The Parrot Man,” which has a scene in it I’ve still yet to stop trying to tell; “West Texas Dirt,” which got me my first-ever fiction award, and $150; “Breakfast for Two,” which maybe had potential; then the first story I ever turned in for workshop, “Whiter Shade of Pale.” back when I thought song-lyrics were cool in stories. Or when I thought nobody else knew that song. I don’t know. Then the first story I ever wrote, sitting in another emergency room at nineteen years old, a blank spiral in my lap–all I’d had when the cops pulled me from World Lit, escorted me to the hospital for a three-day wait. What I remember best from those seventy-two hours–it was Halloween–would be this huge, big guy, who’d taken his kid trick or treating but got a flat, was changing it, got hit and dragged by a drunk driver. He was tore up all kinds of bad, of course, and really shouldn’t have been alive, but–I still get all shaky talking about it–the way he kept rising from that bed, fighting the lines and wires, fighting everything, just to live. It’s never left me. And, at the end of it, I had a story in my spiral. And here I am. But maybe I’d trade it just for that guy, I think. So he could have just taken his kid door to door, collecting candy.

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