Politicians discussing global warming.


By Isaac Cordal.

Subito Press is having their inaugural Creative Nonfiction/Hybrid Genre/Lyric Essay Contest. They’re looking for innovative, experimentally-slanted creative nonfiction/ hybrid genre/ lyric essay/ comics/ verse plays/ visual poetry, etc. The only aesthetic guidelines: no poetry & no fiction. Judged by John D’Agata. Submissions are open from June 15th to August 15th. Information, guidelines & to submit HERE.


Biting is despicable, of course.

But how many writers, in the throes of creation, wrastling that dark angel, have resorted to biting?? Have chomped down on the Muse’s neck or shoulder??

Or perhaps the Muse is the biter, spurring us on to inspired action?????

(and, note: it’s ok to be a Creative First Responder in a World Cup biting incident. But not in a shooting tragedy. . . . . .O, where do we draw the line ??? . . . . O, poor Luis… O, poor Seth)


… Seth=Luis … Seth=White Knight ….

Colum McCann

Colum McCann — Transatlantic

……….what was Colum McCann, National Book Award Winner, thinking when he posed for this author pic ??

“I am profound. I am sooooo profound.” —  ??

“This is sure gonna sell a lot of copies!!!” —  ???

“I have been translated into 35 languages!!” —??

“What would James Joyce say about this???”  — ?

“Is this really a good idea??” —-  ????

“The scarf’s the clincher!!” —-  ????

______________________________   ???????

how do you pass the time at Poetry Readings ???

Over at The Atlantic, Ian Bogost has a fascinating essay that frames itself as a discussion of the Star Trek: TNG episode “Darmok” (more easily remembered as the “Shaka, when the walls fell” episode, or the “Darmok and Jalad at Tanagra” episode, or that episode where Picard couldn’t build a fire because he was too busy dramatically holding knives, and Troi and Data both got really dumb, and the aliens kept talking weird about all their past successes and failures) and extends itself into a discussion of language, logic, allegory, and SimCity. In other words, Ian Bogost obviously wrote an essay about poetry, whether he meant to or not, and we should all read it.

Melissa Broder would like to offer you these new poems, handwritten, made with love and gifs. Read them online, analyze not just the words but the penmanship.

“I had a thing of words, and now they’re gone”

A roundup of places to submit your writing and manuscripts this summer.

(Also, unrelated. It’s National Donut Day. Go eat a dozen donuts and write a poem and submit your poem about donuts somewhere.)

i just don’t know.

do u know?

Um this is super cool.

Sophia Le Fraga translates Waiting For Godot via text message.

Read more here.

One of the features I’m spearheading for HTMLGiant is a weekly indie news roundup called “This Week in Indie Lit.” It’ll run every Monday and it’ll focus on the week’s new indie book releases as well as any and all new book acquisitions announcements from the previous/forthcoming week.

I’m interested in turning this feature into a platform for indie publishers wherein they’ll be able to formally announce a new author/book deal/acquisition and have notice of it in one place, via one weekly feature. This is not unlike Publisher’s Weekly’s frequent Book Acquisitions articles. I haven’t seen that happen for indie lit, not yet anyway, and I really think HTMLGiant is the place to give props to the new. There’s a lot of new and it’s worth noting before it becomes the norm.

Here’s what I need from indie presses: Send me those press kits, that press coverage, your press schedules, everything that clues me into what you are doing so that I don’t miss anyone. There hasn’t really been something like this for indie lit and we, at HTML Giant, want that to change.

Send all material to
I hope to get this thing rolling by the beginning of June.

It’s Friday! So, you know.

That is all.

So check it out. My name is Alexandra Naughton. Some call me “tsaritsa.” Some call me “based goth.” Others call me “fuckhead.”


What’s the worst piece of writing advice you’ve received? For me, it’s a tie between “write what you know” and “never get high on your own supply.”

What’s the scariest book you’ve ever read?

Or, what book are you most afraid to read?

video trailer for
A collection of poems from Kim Hyesoon.
Translated by Don Mee Choi.

(video by The Viper, Paul Cunningham)

and “Filthy filthy filthy I’m so filthy” reminds me I’ve been dreaming Ron Silliman again