Results of the Lamination Colony ‘this is not not a contest’ are now live with winner Bobby Alter and 9 finalists, Mark Doten, James Chapman, Mel Bosworth, Christian Tebordo, Darby Larson, Sasha Fletcher, Drew Kalbach, Andrew Borgstrom, Ben Segal.

Want to kill a couple hours? Check out my new favorite website.
Especially the success story interviews.

Our newest contributor on Luna Park talking about talking about race.

Wonderful article ‘In praise of the sci-fi corridor‘ via @NotComing.

Do you apply for grants for writers? Fellowships? Where do you find out about these opportunities? Any tips or resources?

Hey, check out this transcript from an NPR report on the idyllic life of poet Jim Harrison. It’s bizarre because it weaves through biographical notes by the host and interjections by Harrison. I suppose it makes sense if you watch it, but reading it is funnier:

JEFFREY BROWN: After years of barely scraping by and refusing offers of academic positions, Harrison made his money and began living the high life in Hollywood, writing films like “Wolf” for Jack Nicholson, who became a friend.

JIM HARRISON: … look at those juices.

JEFFREY BROWN: Harrison also became known for his legendary eating and drinking. Food, for Harrison, is more than just one of life’s small pleasures. His motto is “eat or die.” He wrote a food column for Esquire magazine for many years, and he and Linda, his wife of almost 50 years, still cook and feast together.

They shared with us what Harrison thought of as a modest meal of roasted wild pig, homegrown vegetables, and fine wine.

JIM HARRISON: And it’s an especially flavorful pork. It’s perfectly cooked, Clementine.

Here’s a poem called “Rooster”: “I have to kill the rooster tomorrow. He’s being an asshole,” . . .

Jim Ruland wrote a great open letter to Matthew Simmons about A Jello Horse at The Believer. It starts:

Dear Matthew Simmons,

I am writing today to ask you a question about your book, which I read with great pleasure: what is it?

Madras Press is a new small publisher of novellas and short stories that donates its profits to charities of their authors’ choosing. The first series of 4 titles has just gone on sale at very affordable prices, including titles by Trinie Dalton (!), Aimee Bender, Rebecca Lee, and Sumanth Prabhaker. Couldn’t ask for much more.

Interesting article by John Berry in the Baltimore City Paper questioning the merits of teaching Joyce’s ‘The Dead’, leading into a larger discussion of what the fuck short stories are supposed to be for anyway.

You drunks might be interested in this call for submissions to the Definitive Drinker’s Dictionary.

(via Melville House)