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:
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.
ARTS & LETTERS just picked up my “The Vanity of Open Spaces” for sometime in 2007. Cool place. Excited to have that story with them. Click their image here to go to their place:
- Another BLEED INTO ME review. Montana Magazine. Here.
- This, from up front in Amy Taubin’s BFI book on TAXI DRIVER:
Really, it is not violence at all which is the ‘point’ of the western movie, but a certain image of man, a style, which expresses itself most clearly in violence. Watch a child with his toy guns and you will see: what most interests him is not (as we so much fear) the fantasy of hurting others, but to work out how a man might look when he shoots or is shot. A hero is one who looks like a hero.
Not talking that Gershon/Tilly movie from a while back, though nothing against it either. Instead, DEMON THEORY. If you listen close, and if you happen to live right next door to MacAdam/Cage’s printer, then you can maybe hear it getting bound. Anyway, that’s the word I get, which I’m guessing I can announce: DEMON THEORY‘s got itself to a bindery. Meaning, yeah, I was lying in that last post, with my within-the-week forecast, but, too, I mean, the original pub date was 4.13, yeah? so, when it’s real and official next week, all that’ll mean is that it’s a month late. Which, of course, suggests nothing if not that it’s pregnant with something. What? I don’t know. There is a birth in the book, though, so, if there’s one around it now too, then, man, all these levels of encasement, of lining your mirrors up so they reflect down into a tunnel you’re kind of half afraid to duck into–it should be some kind of ride. like Captain Spaulding’s, maybe, up-front in House of 1000 Corpses.
what’s a friend list without an enemy list, I say. but, anyway, people kept asking why I was such a loser as to not be on myspace, and I kept answering that, hey, I’m not in the sixth grade, but, anyway, went in there finally, looked around, and liked it enough to stay. Click the image to go the profile, I guess. Dont think I have any friends yet, though. Not even sure how to lure them over.
and Dana Scully for surgeon general, yeah. really though, just here to post a cleaner version of that Demon Theory banner:
[ it may take a bit to load, as it looks like those prior two banners are still down at the bottom of this page, trying to load as well. well, still down there as long as this is the top post, I think ]
really, though, what all this banner-stuff has put me in mind of is revision. or, I should say, “Revision.” that which I never teach but always say is a pretty good idea, yeah. that which I tend to do incessantly–or, that which I do now: used to, I thought revision was tantamount to fear of never producing anything new. Thus, you mull over the same crappy 3000 words for three years. but, yeah, I got better. Anyway, if I can steal the time, I’ll see if I can cobble something together about the whole thing.
Just got a note that there’s an article on me in the (Texas Tech) student paper. click on the image below for it. looks like you have to register, maybe, for the second page, though too there’s an e-mail the article option, which may just shoot it straight to you. yet to catch the print-version, myself. there could be pics there, with me dressed like a professor–ie, wearing my brother’s band’s t-shirt (Hector Faceplant).
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: