CAN SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE
hi. i just realized my blog has entirely disappeared for seemingly no reason. is there some way to remedy this? i will send you a copy of my book if you can help me and if you are interested in the book.
ALLEVIATE CHRIS KILLEN’S ANXIETY
here is the man who, according to amazon reviewers, wrote a "dismal effort" that "an eight year old" could have "done better and more interesting"
chris killen is giving away copies of THE BIRD ROOM. visit this post to see the details for the giveaway. i have read THE BIRD ROOM. it is worth paying for so getting it for free, inferentially, is better. i used to really like THE BIRD ROOM but then i read some reviews of it on amazon about how it is maybe not that good. now i am confused.
MIKE TOPP TYPES WORDS THAT FORM PHRASES THAT APPEAL TO ME
yesterday i wrote about THE STUYVESANT BEE, a one page publication by MIKE TOPP. after i read the STUYVESANT BEE i researched MIKE TOPP using google and pure instinct. i really like mike topp’s writing. i read some poems at BALTIMORE IS READS. each one was really entertaining. he also has a blog that i visited and clicked through thoroughly. i like his style. he is funny and sad and the balance works well. he also has a book out from FUTURE TENSE PUBLISHING called HAPPY ENDING. i will buy it when i buy all the other books i am behind on because of FUCKING PAYPAL. chelsea martin has MIKE TOPP’S phone number. i want to call MIKE TOPP and then act embarrassed and talk to people in the background like when you were in eighth grade and girl who liked you would call. MIKE TOPP, i am an eighth grade girl who likes you.
here is mike topp sitting on a bed looking upset, most likely because he just fell into a puddle of ink and ruined his suit
THE STUYVESANT BEE
here is the issue to prove i am not lying
i have received another issue of THE STUYVESANT BEE. THE STUYVESANT BEE is a short publication that someone named MIKE TOPP emails to me once in a while. i read this issue the whole way through and i liked it. i didn’t read the first issue because i thought it was one of those contest promotions from some journal, with a famous judge, and an entrance fee that would feed me for two whole days. but now i will read THE STUYVESANT BEE whenever i get it. it is weird. if you want it, here is MIKE TOPP’S email:
toppmiketopp@gmail.com
thank you mike topp it was nice of you to make something and then give it to me for free.
FLESH FEAST: THE HUMAN BRAIN by socrates adams florou mad me happier than the movie LITTLE GIANTS with RICK MORANIS
socrates adams florou sent me his chapbook FLESH FEAST: THE HUMAN BRAIN a couple days ago. after reading it left to right and assembling the relative meanings of each of the words both singly and in conjunction with each other, i found myself pleased. socrates is a strange man and i think if he were to be in the same room as me i would call him a “vato loco.” the chapbook is in short chapters. it is about a man who lives in a flat. an old man moves in above him. i won’t say too much but the younger man becomes paranoid about the older man wanting to eat him and the younger man stays inside for long periods of time. my favorite line is about the younger man staring at the tv and trying to control it with a nintendo controller after having not left his flat for weeks. the chapbook is cleanly written and it made me feel uncomfortable. if you email him he will send an electronic copy to you.
socratesadams@googlemail.com
there are no more print copies.
that last line seems too severe to end with so:
i like you all a lot.
antonio negri reviewed at 3 a.m.
3 a.m. magazine reviewed antonio negri’s book GOODBYE MR SOCIALISM. i haven’t read this particular work but i have read EMPIRE and MULTITUDE, both co-authored by negri. i think those two books are really good political books that don’t make you think a pube-bearded che guevera shirt wearing motherfucker wrote them. check it out.
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December 26th, 2008 / 2:55 pm
December 26th, 2008 / 2:55 pm
today i saw the word POSTMODERNISM like 5 times so i thought about something
i like the books POSTMODERNISM: THE LOGIC OF LATE CAPITALISM and also THE POSTMODERN CONDITION: A REPORT ON KNOWLEDGE. i think that after reading those two books i actually knew what postmodernism meant, not just like: “oh there’s a giraffe eating fritos and watching himself on television” type of postmodernism. frederick jameson wrote the first book and jean francois lyotard wrote the other. they both explain the idea in terms that apply to production and technology and to me that makes them applicable. i think before, when someone said “postmodernism,” i thought, “oh there must be a giraffe eating fritos and watching himself on television in that story.” READ MORE >
FREE HTMLGIANT MANIFESTO TEMPLATE
here is a free template to use for a literary journal manifesto. i feel that this will help other people alienate and discourage other people. i was going to write a post about the democratization of literature (after reading blake’s blog) but i can’t handle a steaming 85 comment thread. here is the template:
we at “(name of river or city or college) Review” like (random emotion). we like subversive (or transgressive, you choose!) work that (verb relating to exploration, perhaps “uncovers” or “unearths” (oh shit i like that “unearths”)) and (re-somethings, maybe re-interprets) the lens of fiction in an increasingly (vague literary theory) world. tempt us. hurt us. it’s like (author) said, “blah blah snow is pretty blah.” we like (vague descriptor, maybe “edgy” or “experimental”) but not (equally vague word like “profane” or “pornographic”). we want work that (verb meant to suggest intellectual stimulation) the reader. we want to change the world with our journal. we want mother teresa to leap from her grave (or condo if she’s still alive) and do a jig in her own ejaculate. in the words of (just go with ts eliot).
writer’s i’d like to fuck MENCIUS
relax, mencius, i don't want to hurt you
i think i would most like to fuck Mencius, who was a distant pupil of Confucius. i would be gentle with Mencius and i would make Mencius a really good omelette afterward. i think Mencius would be the type of person who would thank me for the omelette even if it was kind of fucked up from flipping it the wrong way. it would be nice to just make an omelette for Mencius. i would make the omelette naked, standing in my kitchen and Mencius would come out of my room, with his hair kind of messed up and only a blanket on. i would say, “hey lover” and then i would ask Mencius if he ever met Confucius. i would then ask Mencius a bunch of questions about THE ANALECTS until Mencius got annoyed and started smoking a Newport and ashing onto my carpet. then Mencius would tell me to “look it up on wikipedia.” Mencius would ask me “whose number is that in your phone” and i would grit my teeth and avoid the question. i think Mencius would be the writer i’d most like to fuck because most writers annoy me in person. originally i though i would write this on bukowski so whenever people were arguing about how great or how shitty bukowski was, i could just say, “yeah well i fucked him, so shut up.” also, is katie couric a writer?