blake butler

Um, EVER, Scorch Atlas, Lamination Colony, No Colony (w/ Ken Baumann), HTMLGIANT (et al.) — and now Year of the Liquidator (w/ Shane Jones), please where is my elephant tranquilliser gun? I need to shoot someone.

Major Book Announcement : Scorch Atlas by Blake Butler pre-sale/firefight

Scorch Atlas (destroyed) by Blake Butler from featherproof books on Vimeo.

Master and commander/Brother Butler/Crier of The Good Lit/Partygirlin Eater of Babies/W.I.B. BLAKE BUTLER has announced that his novel in stories, Scorch Atlas, can now be pre-bought before it’s 9/9/09 release date — and for a 33%off, i.e. $10! — from the inimitable Featherproof Books. And not only can they be paid for, but you can secure a limited edition ‘destroyed’ copy, i.e. a book that’s been punished brutally by our beloved friend Blake, & his company. Or, you know, you can just get a plain old regularly clean version of the book too, if that’s what you’re into.

I have been more excited to subsume this set of words than any other set of words in ________.

Buy this book.

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Author News / 22 Comments
July 22nd, 2009 / 10:40 pm

Dear Leader’s book is in. Two things. 1) Book seems to have sustained water damage in shipping. (Har har.) 2) If his description of seeing the book for the first time is accurate, he was naked when he opened the box. NICE!

Haut or Not: Baby Butler

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Blake Butler’s penchant for fascism, literary or otherwise, may have begun earlier than we thought. Is that a two volume set of Adolf Hitler, or does his mom (whose bookshelf this is) just need an extra copy to bear through Yom Kippur? Throw in Southern Baptist evangelist Billy Graham’s Angels in the mix, and the phrase ‘white power’ comes to mind — of course, I am joking; everyone knows that Blake is the blackest person here (his wicked tongue cadence actually comes from the best rap). What concerns me isn’t the Christian or Nazi fascism — it’s Your Erogenous Zones, probably stained, because, let’s remember, that is his mom’s book. God, I just had a flash of Mrs. Butler discovering Chapter 3 with a bedpost. For those who aren’t catching the allusion, it’s Freudian: we deny our birth by entering the less ‘viable’ orifice. Some people are anal and vacuum all the time. Blake is anus, so let’s not think about what’s inside that diaper.

Haut or not / 25 Comments
May 7th, 2009 / 6:32 pm

Shane Jones and Dear Leader have a conversation

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Kevin Sampsell (seen above dancing) made our friend Shane and our Dear Leader talk about small press issues and being an “internet writer.” The conversation appears on the blog of the mighty, mighty Powell’s Books.

It’s a mighty fine conversation. Here’s an abridged highlight:

Blake: People call you and me “Internet writers” in certain forums, though I don’t necessarily ride that term at all, and think mainly it comes from people not understanding the Internet as a tool. Have there been things you’ve done that you thought effective? Have there been things you would like to do but haven’t, or are not sure how?

Shane: …The “Internet writer” thing is just a label. I don’t consider myself, or you for that matter, an Internet writer.The “Internet writer” thing is just a label. I don’t consider myself, or you for that matter, an Internet writer. I think it’s because we both have blogs and publish online that some people call us this. But we also have printed stuff in journals and printed books, so I don’t really get it. I do know that starting a blog was probably one of the most important steps I made in my writing “career.” I became involved in a community of talented writers and it let me expose my own writing to a community of readers. And that’s very important…

Blake: Yeah, saying “Internet writer” is about as arbitrary and misplaced as saying “typewriter writer.” People so desperately want to name things.

Author Spotlight / 22 Comments
April 30th, 2009 / 8:55 pm

WHAT IS A SCENE?

people use the word scene for many things. like, music scene, there’s probably a rollerblading scene, and maybe a cooking scene. what is a scene and how does it apply to internet literature? and is blake butler racist?

Technology / 34 Comments
April 8th, 2009 / 1:33 pm

Harper Perennial and Congrats to DearLeader

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Fifty-Two Stories with Cal Morgan is a ‘New Delivery Service’ from Harper Perennial intent on publishing a short story a week for an entire year. Of the site, Cal Morgan writes:

This year we’re celebrating the thriving art of the story by sharing a new one every week: most of them new, a few of them classics, from authors you know and some you don’t, each of them treasurable in its language or wit or human insight.

This week, Morgan has posted ‘The Copy Family’ by our own Blake Butler.

About the story, Morgan writes:

Here’s the first story we’ve selected from the wide array of submissions from our readers. Blake Butler writes to say that “The Copy Family” is from a book he’s just completed, not yet published. It reminded me of some of Poe’s comic stories, or of Tom Neely’s graphic novel “The Blot.” Could I describe exactly what it’s about? I’m not sure I could do this odd family story justice. But it will stay with me for a long time.

Click on over to have a read, everyone, and good work, Blake Butler.

Author News / 20 Comments
March 17th, 2009 / 5:56 pm

Poe sorry for his drinking. Butler, not.

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Here:

“Will you be so kind enough to put the best possible interpretation upon my behaviour while in N-York?,” Poe asks New York publishers J. and Henry G. Langley. “You must have conceived a queer idea of me — but the simple truth is that Wallace would insist upon the juleps, and I knew not what I was either doing or saying.”

Compare, contrast to this in the comments.

Best compare/contrast wins a prize. Or two. I have lots of galleys and am cleaning house. Prize packages tailored to the tastes of the winner.

UPDATE:

Apologies for vagueness. In the comments, write a short essay (Oh, even just a paragraph long) comparing and contrasting Poe’s apology for his drunken behavior in New York to the video of our fearless leader screeching drunkenly about smoothies when he visited New York a couple of years ago. The video is linked to the word “this” because I was unable to embed it.

Author Spotlight & Random / 17 Comments
March 10th, 2009 / 2:13 pm

Butler takes Greenpoint: a photo diary

WHAT: Blake Butler, Gary Lutz & Robert Lopez read at WORD Bookstore in Greenpoint, Brooklyn on Thursday, 3/5/09.

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Sorry, I didn’t get pictures of the other two. I don’t think Gary likes to have his picture taken, actually, and I didn’t want to spook Robert by shooting with a flash without warning first. As you can see, I didn’t give a damn about spooking Blake. He’s staying on my couch while he’s in town. Camera with flash is the least of his worries.

AFTER THE READING WE WENT TO THE PENCIL FACTORY

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Author Spotlight & Random / 28 Comments
March 6th, 2009 / 6:45 pm

Ever Contemplated by PR’s husband

UPDATE! CONTEST! Find the three 80s indie/punk band album titles in his piece (one title contains the adjective rather than the noun in the two word title) and I will send you a bunch of books. I will be seriously impressed, too.

We all have a better half. My better half is actually a human being. He wrote his thoughts about Ever by Blake Butler.  Here they are:

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Author Spotlight / 25 Comments
February 9th, 2009 / 10:57 pm

EVER: A Review

The narrative constraints of Ever – presumably a woman inside a room; that’s it – is a precarious way to write a novella. Without characters, plot arcs, locations, etc., language itself is summoned as a surrogate protagonist. The writer – thus reader – are both stripped of the typical arsenal of fiction; what is left is simply language’s ability to summon or evoke the most intrinsic visceral ‘truths’ of being alive, a collection of nerves funneled into a consciousness.

 

And that is, at heart, what Blake Butler’s Ever is about, a kind of timeless consciousness that is, remarkably and/or ironically, very relevant to a particular time: now – dispersed with cryptic evocations of some post-apocalyptic world, as in “[…] not that we knew the moon here anymore […]” Notice that Butler chooses the word ‘knew’ instead of the more likely ‘saw’ or ‘had.’ This suggests either a cognizant or intuitive decision to focus more on perception than facts.

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Author Spotlight / 9 Comments
February 7th, 2009 / 8:34 pm

new Lamination Colony

frontman Blake Butler might be too modest and decent to say something, but luckily for all of you I’m not obliged to follow suit. The new issue of Blake Butler’s exciting, excited, and excitable internet magazine LAMINATION COLONY is now up, and it’s loaded with dreams of a brighter never. It also features several HTMLGiant contributors, friends, frenemies, and people whose very existence is as of this writing still a mystery to me. See if you can guess which are which!

 

Mathias Svalina

Carol Novack

Ryan Manning

Didi Menendez

A SPECIAL BONUS SECTION: The Colonist Reading List, which features recommended reading lists from the likes of Robert Lopez, Peter Markus, Matt Kirkpatrick, uh me, Tao Lin, Lee Klein, etc etc etc 

Elizabeth Ellen

Rauan Klassnik

David Peak

Gena Mohwish

and a whole lot more besides. So go check it out. 

 

let the good times...

let the good times...

...roll!!!

Uncategorized / 39 Comments
December 15th, 2008 / 9:06 pm

We are all winners

Results of the Blake Butler “Ever” mean giveaway are in.  (Actually they have been in since Friday.   Apathy is a motherfucker.)
Blake picked Ryan Bradley.  It was a toss up between Barry and Darby for me.  Barry was slightly meaner.

Barry and Ryan email me your addresses.  I need to put the order in before I forget.

*No retards have been depicted in this post.

Contests / 30 Comments
December 15th, 2008 / 1:08 pm

Mean Mondays: Blake Butler hates your medulla oblongata

Blake Butler is the single most selfish individual on the face of this earth. Blake Butler often smells of fatty oils and spits when he talks. I don’t understand how any one finds value in his writing.

Babies eating each other is not good literature. Is it even literature?

He’s constantly writing nonsensical fluff like:

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What the fuck am I supposed to do with this? It has no meaning.

Or he’ll misuse body parts in ridiculous sentence structures. “Sniff urethra farm sailing pie”

huh?

Let’s analyze why Blake is a douche.

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Author Spotlight & Mean / 125 Comments
December 8th, 2008 / 4:35 pm

Viewer Mail!

from M. Baumer
to Justin Taylor
date Thu, Dec 4, 2008 at 12:13 AM
subject a note from thieves jargon
mailed-by gmail.com

Hello Justin Taylor,

I am one of the fiction editors at Thieves Jargon.  I was going to write a big thing about Thieves Jargon and Matt DiGangi after I read your HTML post today.  I don’t think I’m upset. I think I most agree with Sam Pink.  Similar to Zachary German I used to not care for Sam Pink until about a week ago.  I was thrown off by his blog.  Anyway, I wanted to get across to you that I think Matt has done some really good things with Thieves Jargon.  He’s been at it for five years.  He started it back when the internet was still good.  I don’t know what that means.  Someone once said, “The internet died two years ago.”  I don’t know what they meant by this.  I can only guess.  They said this to me one year ago.  Three years ago the internet was still alive?  Maybe it’s because I don’t like to read comments.  Today made me feel a little nauseous.
I believe BB is a good person.  I know Matt is.  The internet makes people different.  I don’t think there is a right and wrong here.  I am being cliche or a pussy.  Someone should apologize.  I will.  ”I’m sorry.  It’s my fault.  I think I was born out of wedlock.”
I feel like I’m doing a bad impression of Sam Pink.  Fuck…Bitch…Lewd sexual movements in Langston Hughes face?
I don’t know where else to go with this.  You know when you’re watching a movie and you can see the trainwreck coming and you tense up and want to kick the characters in the head because it’s pretty obvious what’s going to happen next.  I don’t think this is like that.  I don’t think it matters that much.
Maybe I will go to your house some day in a pair of jeans and a flannel shirt or a t-shirt.  That’s my threat.  I hope you’re scared.  You can tell all the contributors to HTML GIANT the same goes for them except for Jimmy Chen.  If I was going to Jimmy Chen’s house I would make a cake.  I have a very easy cake recipe.  You only need soda and cake mix.  Don’t tell Jimmy.  I don’t want him to be disappointed in my cake.
Fuck, I feel like making Mr. DiGangi a cake.  I think he deserves one.  BB could probably use one.  You should make him one.
Both of them wake up in the morning.  DiGangi posts the daily Thieves Jargon story.  BB probably looks at a Lost Highway poster or something.  DiGangi gets on the subway and reads a book that probably no one else around him has heard of.  The mailman probably thinks BB is a terrorist receiving airplane manuals.  DiGangi works all day publishing boring textbooks, then he goes to class, comes home, does homework, and Thieves Jargon editor duties.  BB probably writes a novel in that time.  Etc.  Etc. Etc.
I don’t know what else to say.  I’ve rambled on and said nothing.
Just know I was serious about my threat.  I’ve rejected people in person before.  I’ve gone to people’s houses and knocked on their doors and said, “Hello, I’m from Thieves Jargon.”
I’m glad today happened.
Everyone should cheer.
Hail DiGangi.
I don’t know what else to think.

-Mark Baumer

www.thievesjargon.com
www.everydayyeah.com

 

 

Gee, that was random.

 

********BONUS********* JUSTIN TAYLOR REPLIES:

rom Justin Taylor
to “M. Baumer”
date Thu, Dec 4, 2008 at 11:33 AM
subject Re: a note from thieves jargon
mailed-by gmail.com

Hi, Mark, thanks for writing. I don’t really know what to make of your letter. To be honest, it doesn’t seem like it should have been addressed to me. It’s not exactly about any of the things I wrote about in my recent blog post, which itself was rather explicit about being somewhat predicated by, but hardly “about,” Matt DiGangi and Thieves Jargon–two entities about which I know very little, and not for lack of opportunity either.

I’m sorry that Matt has to edit boring textbooks. We must, all of us, do something. For example, I have to think of lesson plans and commute to New Jersey twice a week to teach my class, and then I have to grade my students’ papers. Let me tell you, brother, it’s no walk in the park, although I do get to walk through campus, which has many park-like qualities. Also, sometimes the students write things that are very funny. Typically, they have not done so on purpose.

Speaking of which, I have no idea what “when the internet was still good” means, but then I’m not the one who said it. Since you’re the one who said it, it is discomforting to know that you don’t know what it means either. Do you often make declarations incomprehensible even to yourself and then send them off in personal letters to strangers?

Personally, I think shoelaces both got really lame in the mid-90s, but they seem to have really re-emerged during the last year or two, totally transformed and ready to assert their relevance–even necessity, perhaps–to the culture. I can’t wait to see what happens with shoelaces next.

In closing, I wish that I could promise to keep your secret about the simplicity of your cake recipe from Jimmy, but the fact of the matter is that I’m almost certainly going to post your letter and my response (that is, this letter which I’m writing right now) on HTMLGiant later this afternoon, or possibly even this morning, so I guess he’ll probably learn the truth that way.

JT

 

************DOUBLE YOUR BONUS*********

M. BAUMER REPLIES TO THE REPLY:

 

from M. Baumer
to Justin Taylor 
date Thu, Dec 4, 2008 at 12:52 PM
subject Re: a note from thieves jargon
mailed-by gmail.com

 

Hey Justin,

I give you permission to post my email without my permission.
Please include this:
I also want to say something about BB that makes fun of the way he gets off or something, but I am not very good at shit talking.  
Justin, I think you want me to kill myself.  ‘Shoelaces’ was my self-termination code word when I was created as a sad pot of soup on the back left burner.  Then some family ate me.
I honestly think lots of people would consider being gay with BB’s blogspot account.  I guess this is a compliment.  Sometimes I worry about saying anything bad about BB and any other expert bloggers because in the back of my head I think, “If they kill themselves someone in the future will read this comment of me calling them a ‘shitfuck’ and then they’ll google my name and find my address and come to my house via google maps and dump un-erasable spam on my front lawn and my wife will say, ‘how could you say that?’ and then stop talking to me over gchat and i’ll marriage will be over.”
Oh well.
To Blake
“You’re a shitfuck.  Don’t kill yourself.”

 

 

Are we having a feud now? When should we end it?

Are we having a feud now? About what?

Author News & Author Spotlight & Web Hype / 100 Comments
December 4th, 2008 / 9:14 pm

Dear Leader

Blake Butler—our fearless leader here at htmlgiant—has a novella coming from the mighty Calamari Press. Go here to pre-order it.

That is all.

Author News / 8 Comments
November 29th, 2008 / 11:23 pm

MLP: 3 Reviews

I got the second batch of Mud Luscious Press chapbooks today, and read them excitedly. J.A. Tyler (editor) chose bright neon colors which, for me, reflected a certain kind of synthetic violence I found to be a unifying factor.

Rat Beast by Nick Antosca

[Spoil alert] This piece starts off fairly ‘normal,’ a first person narrative about a dour kid turned teenager having trouble at school. A Huxleyian counselor enters with treatment alternatives, the final of which takes a rather grotesque Kafkian turn (two name-drops, sorry), towards the eponymous animal. The ending is even more evocative due to the well-handled restraint in the writing.

Patience by Brandi Wells

A man carves the female reproductive system in the rind of an orange, creating a fetus in place of the fruit. At one point he “carves a fist beside the labia,” an allusion (in my sick mind at least) to fisting, or at least the manual ways women’s bodies are altered by patriarchal ideals (I’m so gay). Wells describes fallopian tubes wrapping around blades of glass and ants eating them; a kind of abortion detritus. J.A. Tyler plays well with the physical page break, embracing the most precious (bad word!) moment of the story.

In the Rape Year of the Ghetto Toddler the Houses Will Awaken by Blake Butler

To try to understand the title is to try to understand Butler’s writing, and I mean that in a good way. Butler is concerned with ideas, themes, and language–and how those three things cook down into meaning. He doesn’t explain it; but describes it, and he trusts the reader and himself enough to know that, through the thick confusion and minor nausea, his writing will be intuitively understood, and more importantly, viscerally manifested. Herein, rabbits live in bacon-greased arm sockets, wallpaper patterns dent cheeks, and a man is on vacation his whole life. Unabashed controlled chaos. Through the surrealism, I always get the feeling that Butler is talking about something less metaphysical, and more actual: an America today that might cause one to dry heave.

On a formal note, J.A. Tyler is marking MLP chapbooks with a signature ampersand in place of all ‘and.’

& it rocks.

Author Spotlight & Presses / 11 Comments
November 18th, 2008 / 1:13 am

Underland Press, Blind Items

One: Blake mentioned the Brian Evenson interview on the Underland Press site. On the Extras page, you will find a really nice, beautifully brutal piece of fiction by Our Fearless Editing Leader.

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Two: I would like to reboot my Blind Items feature. Please send indie/literary rumors, news, innuendo, and suggestions to giantblinditems at gmail dot com.

Anything, really. Send it on and I’ll consider spreading it.

Blind Items / 2 Comments
November 7th, 2008 / 4:16 pm

Intelligent Design

Pre-Morgan Brice Marden

Pre-Morgan Brice Marden

An article published by The Chronicle of Higher Education discusses online ‘literacy traits,’ put simply, the lack of reading online. Myspace and facebook have turned the human race into a thumbnail. Of course, those of us here are in the old fashioned business of words—being writers, editors, and avid readers.

I will admit, I need to be somewhat invested in the prospects of reading a piece over 1500 words to print it out and read. My onscreen limit is usually under 1500 words. I’m occasionally frustrated when I can’t print out a story due to the web-file’s printer constraints. This got me thinking about various aesthetics of online journals—how editors/designers deal with not just internet’s short attention space, but the visual encounter with text, as the latter effects reader’s tolerance.

Seeing white words on a black background induces dizzy spells. It’s like looking into a congested night full of large ass stars. I much prefer when the words are deeper in tone on the gray scale with a black background. The classic black words on white is somehow the logical default to mimic the printed page, though I find black words on muted backgrounds (Hobart, Pindeldyboz, Juked) a little easier on the eye.

Margins are also a big deal-breaker for me. When there are no margins, and each paragraph stretches across the screen, it looks like some diaspora of abandoned words. In the end, you need to either mimic the printed page, or invent an aesthetic conducive to the screen.

This brings me to Bear Parade from our own Gene Morgan, and as of late, Lamination Colony by our own Blake Butler.

Bear Parade’s design IS the internet. It doesn’t need to mimic the printed page—in fact, it exploits the very qualities only possible on screen. Most of the stories in Bear Parade employ a ‘triad of tone’: 1) background color, 2) text color, and 3) rollover link color. The last one (3) seems almost incidental, but it’s a little blessing each time I rollover. It completely seals the context of the other two tones. Morgan is a rare colorist and designer; his choices are humble, sophisticated, and—perhaps most importantly—embody the tone of the story itself. In Small Pale Humans, readers might (just might) discover the faintest silhouette of a cactus, as if seen under the dimmest moon. Morgan tells a story with mere tone. He puts the zing in amazing.

Lamination Colony’s concerns are not so much about color (though the template light purplish page is deft) but self-conscious placement of text and imagery. The Woman Down the Hall is one of the most beautiful artifacts online. Each transition (the closest word I can summon to describe a ‘chapter’ in e-book scale) is an epiphany. Butler introduces a cinemagraphic element to journal design: fragmented and uncanny visual narratives—an intuitive evolution, given his self-professed Lynchian tendencies. My favorite transition is when an old woman’s face is followed by an extreme close up of the face. Butler draws the reader in closer, deeper. In another part, a small sentence is wrapped around like an egg, positioned perfectly on top an ominous source of light. Text also wraps around teeth. The guy is mad.

Some of you may accuse me of ingratiating myself to the editor and designer of this website. To that I say: I would say such things even on a desert island, holding a coconut, and looking for a bowling alley.

Uncategorized / 30 Comments
October 7th, 2008 / 2:36 pm

i randomly selected a journal off of blake butler’s sidebar because he is cooler than me and then i edited the journal’s “about” page

well, as i explained in the title of this post, i selected a journal at random from blake butler’s sidebar.  it was “caketrain”.  i went to their website and edited some of the text on their “about” page. 

here it is:

Caketrain is edited by A CHRISTMAS TREE and A HAMMER, who cofounded the project in 2003. In short, we (A CHRISTMAS TREE and A HAMMER) found ourselves realizing that this “crazy” passion-for-the-arts thing, which had long been fostered in all of us, was not going to be muffled by EVIL WHITE PEOPLE, or logic, or PRAYERLESS ASSASSINS SLEEPING IN TREES. Yes, the drive was here to stay, and we had HERPES; fortunately, we shared these HERPES with one another, and together, turned them into a journal and press (AND ITCHY GAPING SORES ON OUR LIPS AND GENITALS). Many have taken this route before, and we are proud to be accepted into their number. All of us—readers, writers, editors, and PEOPLE WITH HERPES alike—are engaged together in the struggle to stand our ground in a larger landscape in which literary daring is marginalized, ghettoized on small, out-of-the-way shelves where it sits unnoticed, unread, and ultimately forgotten (BECAUSE IT HAD WICKED HERPES AND STUFF).

Web Hype / 2 Comments
October 2nd, 2008 / 6:45 pm