Looks like I’m up in Massachusetts — that how you spell it? so much easier just to say “MA” — this February 7th, for a reading. More as, I don’t know, it stops being more than half a year away, I suppose.
A friend lent me that Paris Review with the King interview that I was talking about last time, and, yep, it’s excellent. Too, a very cool JT Leroy interview in there as well. And some good poetry by a friend, John Poch.
Just read that How to Survive a Horror Movie. Pretty excellent. section’s like “What To Do If Your Corn Has Children In It.” Nothing but fun. I especially dug that movie listing at the end, with commentary. Too, had I known about this book, that quiz I rigged up forever ago would have probably wound up looking pretty derivative. Not nearly as fleshed out, anyway.
Also, what in the world is this about? A new Star Trek? Is that sacrilege? I mean, not on par with Paramount having a remake of Footloose in the works, but still, I mean, wow. Nothing against Zac Effrem, the new Ren — Effrem was good enough in High School Musical, I say — but c’mon. Where could anybody find another Ariel? Another Lithgow-as-priest, or, especially, his perfect perfect wife, who holds her husband by the upper arm and says in her squinty whisper of a voice to Just let them dance?
I thought it was very cool that, at the end of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, there’s a “continuity editor” listed in the credits, acknowledgements, author’s note, whatever it was. And also, of course, loved that book, the series, the experience.
And, if you like your porn without any of that distracting sex in it, then this might be for you. If you can tolerate it. Kind of like watching Cannibal: the Musical, just without any of the song & dance numbers. Except this is worse. Much.