Dull, stilted 400-page novel for August delivery and a short story that marries The New Sincerity with whimsical magic realism and “poetically gritty” masculinist realism. The story includes mutual masturbation with grimy farmers while the novel only features light bdsm with a guy named Alan.
Making a bunch of zines using college students’ unused print quotas. Trying to rewrite famous speeches using gibberish with similar phonetics and cadence. Then hopefully a gothic/noir/whatever novel, might need to get some adderall for that.
Also listening to a recent college grad talk about different places to move that will probably mean nothing to her in two years.
I’m learning the administrative side of an online volunteer data management system being used by the non-profit where I work. I started this process in October but was told to hand it off to someone else. It came back to me last month after passing through several hands almost unchanged.
I don’t think he ever published it. It was David Rees, the guy who went on to do Get Your War On. The book was called The River of Science, I think. I haven’t read it in some time now but I remember really liking it.