PETER CAVANAUGH IS A QUIET PERSON AND HE EDITS THE JOURNAL “TULIP”
peter cavanaugh edits TULIP, a journal recently retuning to print. i emailed him some questions and he told me that on wednesday he was planning on blacking out so he’d answer them then. here they are.
ME: everyone’s asking, “what’s with this tulip journal?” what do you want to tell them? you have to use the words, “barbed-wire tattoo.”
PETER: My dad asked me something like this last week — Son, what’s with this AIDS virus? You’ve been to the lake, right? And you put in like three solid weeks of abdominal exercises and bicep curls, maybe take a Viagra. So you feeling good and just kind of posting up waiting to get your swerve on, but then this dude walks by. He’s got some dumb ass barbed-wire tattoos holding back his 26-inch pythons and a tie-dyed Lithuanian basketball jersey. You’re trying to come up with a good metaphor for his description and then BAM! Your lake babez is gone! Yeah, that’s pretty much what tulip is.
ME: why do you spend money to print tulip and print words that other people send you? that seems stupid.
PETER: I’m just trying to get my dick wet.
ME: when will the first issue be out and who are the authors.
PETER: We’re looking for a release in late May of this year, with intentions on being a biannual. Oh and all you Chicago kids should come out to Sheffield’s for the release party, it’ll be slightly better than jacking off to internet porn. What are you asking? Oh yeah. John Updike is sending us something he’s been tooling with for a bit, but I think he’s gone kind of stale. We just got something from a Mr. David Peak that was unanimously voted in. Mr. Scott Garson also will be in there. My girlfriend was going through submissions the other night and told me there was a story about a jellyfish that was really good. I don’t even know. I want to find the next Helen Keller.
ME: do you think it’s possible to pull off a suplex in a real fight?
PETER: I saw a fight at a pool hall once, but that’s not what you are asking. Can I do a “british bulldog”? Maybe. The “pedigree”? Probably not. I’d like to think I can do whatever I want. What’s with your since of immediacy, Sam? Let me work your power meter down a minute. If I’m in the suburbs and no one’s around when I’m giving your face strawberries, then I probably could. I’d like to think single parents are much more passionate than the rest of the world. They can realize the gourdbuster and kick their kid to the bus stop before most of us can accept the morning’s dingleberries.
ME: give me three reasons why i shouldn’t hit you in the mouth with a cue ball in a sock.
PETER: 1. I