Peter Straub, a few minutes ago (paraphrased from memory): “Literary writers working with a surreal or supernatural concept tend to be content to just describe it in detail.  A genre writer is more likely to feel compelled to turn it into a story, which may succeed brilliantly or fail miserably, but has more potential to be a satisfactory turn.”

Around this time last year, random people told me about Confessions of a Justified Sinner by James Hogg and seemed shocked that I never heard of it, much less read it.  So I bought it and read it, and it’s amazing.  Now the book the universe is telling me about is The Man Who Was Thursday by GK Chesterton.  On the list it goes.

1. At Examiner, an interview with Vanessa Place on L.A., Stein, La Medusa, etc.
2. At Flatmancrooked, an interview with Brian Evenson on nihilism, Kafka, film, etc.

Today I find myself at Readercon.  Surrounded by ravenous readers of genre literature.  These are my people, or some of them at least.  I love story.  I just got off a panel called “The Unknowable Character” (I think).  John Crowley said, “I don’t mean to channel Rumsfeld, but when it comes to unknowable characters, there are known unknowns and unknown unknowns, and each is useful to a writer.”  (I’m paraphrasing from memory.)

It’s not the best survey in the world, science-wise, but I made one and you can take it pretty fast I bet, anonymously, and it would help me understand things. Thanks.

New Madvillain single. (High on Fire and Killa Mike there, too.) New Boduf Songs single and album forthcoming. (Interview with Boduf Songs on HTML Giant in the next few weeks.) Monsters and torture devices on Isaiah Toothtaker’s TUMBLR. (Amazing Edan/Percee P song posted there.)

First you met the man and learned a little about the book. Now, Sex Dungeon for Sale has been made into a short film.

via Ellen Kennedy’s tumblr, which is rarely updated but always worth checking up on. Did she take these pictures herself? Here’s hoping. I especially like this one, which looks like something tiny that floats near the bottom of the sea:

Do you write marginalia or do you prefer your books unmarked?