January 3rd, 2010 / 1:41 pm
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Sleepingfish 8
Sleepingfish 8 is out now, edited by Gary Lutz and Derek White, featuring literary text objects by: Ryan Call, Anna DeForest, Sasha Fletcher, Nina Shope, Rachel May, David McLendon, Eugene Lim, The Brothers Goat, Lito Elio Porto, Adam Weinstein, Diane Williams, Dennis Cooper, Elliott Stevens, Tim Jones-Yelvington, Alec Niedenthal, Amelia Gray, Matt Bell, Eduardo Recife, David Ohle, Evelyn Hampton, Émilie Notéris, Ottessa Moshfegh, Cooper Renner, Christine Schutt, M. T. Fallon, Daniel Grandbois, Julie Doxsee, Terese Svoboda, Blake Butler, Stephen Gropp-Hess & Ali Aktan Aşkın.
$12, with excerpts online, including music and textual collage.
Tags: derek white, gary lutz, sleepingfish
Copy already ordered and per Paypal email, on the way!!!
Copy already ordered and per Paypal email, on the way!!!
Hmmm, tasty! Do they ship to Germany?
P.S. I like the “consume” button.
Hmmm, tasty! Do they ship to Germany?
P.S. I like the “consume” button.
I was convinced to consume this for these sentences alone [from the excerpts, or LINEAR NARRATIVE SEQUENCE]:
—Yes. Or. There was a waterfall and how it fell was through the kitchen [Sasha Fletcher]
Oh, Mr. Oh found his way back up to good effect while Mimi supported the shop’s potted, toppled plant. [Diane Williams]
And they are not even alone. Glad to know about this SLEEPINGFISH. Is this the first issue Lutz has edited? I haven’t bought an all fiction journal besides NOON. Williams and Lutz are my two favorite living fiction writers (well, outside America I would add Ilse Aichinger). What other journals should I know about?
I was convinced to consume this for these sentences alone [from the excerpts, or LINEAR NARRATIVE SEQUENCE]:
—Yes. Or. There was a waterfall and how it fell was through the kitchen [Sasha Fletcher]
Oh, Mr. Oh found his way back up to good effect while Mimi supported the shop’s potted, toppled plant. [Diane Williams]
And they are not even alone. Glad to know about this SLEEPINGFISH. Is this the first issue Lutz has edited? I haven’t bought an all fiction journal besides NOON. Williams and Lutz are my two favorite living fiction writers (well, outside America I would add Ilse Aichinger). What other journals should I know about?
looks good
looks good
Nat, yeah this is Lutz’s first coediting with Mr. White. All the issues are stellar.
You should know abou, to begin with,t New York Tyrant and Unsaid. There are many other nodes from here, but these will be strong beginnings for your taste, i think.
nytyrant.com
unsaidmagazine.com
Nat, yeah this is Lutz’s first coediting with Mr. White. All the issues are stellar.
You should know abou, to begin with,t New York Tyrant and Unsaid. There are many other nodes from here, but these will be strong beginnings for your taste, i think.
nytyrant.com
unsaidmagazine.com
don’t forget NO COLONY, another throat lump.
don’t forget NO COLONY, another throat lump.
Thanks, “guys”
My brain lumped over The Tyrant which I took for granted (and have–doch–bought) and didn’t think of as fiction only, not that such matters much. Funny, I thought I ordered NO COLONY a while back and then forgot about it. Will dig through my box. Gene, your mention of Goytisolo as among the Towering did not go unnoticed. Good on that. UNSAID looks as undead as anything.
Thanks, “guys”
My brain lumped over The Tyrant which I took for granted (and have–doch–bought) and didn’t think of as fiction only, not that such matters much. Funny, I thought I ordered NO COLONY a while back and then forgot about it. Will dig through my box. Gene, your mention of Goytisolo as among the Towering did not go unnoticed. Good on that. UNSAID looks as undead as anything.
In a restaurant a man is waiting for his date. He is eating a plate of fried vegetables and drinking plum wine. He has made good use of both of his hands and his arms exercise themselves while he is eating. While he’s waiting he looks around the restaurant at the other diners and thinks to himself, he thinks about the window. He thinks moreover about what he would see out the window if he was sitting closer to it, but there are two people, a young woman and a young man, an apparently happy couple, who are sitting at the place that he would like to occupy. In a few moments the man is hovering near the couple at the dinner and he tells them, he tells them that they look like a very cute couple, and wouldn’t they like to have his table in the restaurant, which is below the handsome painting, the expensive, famous painting, and farther from the bathroom, and closer to the kitchen, which of course the couple doesn’t really care, as they are making plans for meeting their parents, but they go anyway just to get rid of this distraction, and so the man moves his food and coat to this new table by the window, and he looks absorbedly out the window at the natural scene which is transpiring, at the fox and the hare, and at the early twilight glazed chinese pond with the lilypads and the frogs, and then he orders another cup of the wine.
All the while a devious looking man has been staring at him. The man’s name is Jim and he’s alone at his table, though it’s not clear that he’s waiting for anyone. And Jim is about to get up for the purposes of speaking to the man near the window, but then the man’s date arrives and sits herself across from the man, and she says, “Hi Bill,” and Bill says, “Hey, Sandy.” At this Jim’s frown becomes deeper and he returns to his plate, which still contains the very large piece of fried shrimp which has seemed to have been staring at him just like the people in the painting across the restuarant above the happy couple looking couple, but nothing further can be made of Jim’s relationship with Bill or Sandy, so then
we go back to the happy couple who are making plans to meet their parents. On their table they have made a diagram and on this diagram are their plans to meet their parents which involves an evil symbol and a map to a country house outside the town, and through a tunnel, and through a canyon, and up a steep bridge. And while they are speaking there is a waitress who is standing near to them and thinking about how to approach them and also about how sexual she’s been feeling since she first saw Bill in the restaurant when he was alone, and then how much more so since he was joined by the beautiful woman with the brown hair and the lavender colored coat which she has given to the waitress to put in the coat room without too much touching, but how she touched it a great deal nevertheless.
Yes, its color was lavender, and was even sprayed with a lavender water, even, so that’s it smell was as it good color, and it feel was as good as the fur of a rabbit, was what the waitress may have been thinking, as she stood in mid-thought over the couple, but then the couple turns suddenly towards her and asks
her for some wine, some more wine, more of that good plum wine whose color is as nice as the coat or the painting.
Meanwhile Bill reaches for something.
In a restaurant a man is waiting for his date. He is eating a plate of fried vegetables and drinking plum wine. He has made good use of both of his hands and his arms exercise themselves while he is eating. While he’s waiting he looks around the restaurant at the other diners and thinks to himself, he thinks about the window. He thinks moreover about what he would see out the window if he was sitting closer to it, but there are two people, a young woman and a young man, an apparently happy couple, who are sitting at the place that he would like to occupy. In a few moments the man is hovering near the couple at the dinner and he tells them, he tells them that they look like a very cute couple, and wouldn’t they like to have his table in the restaurant, which is below the handsome painting, the expensive, famous painting, and farther from the bathroom, and closer to the kitchen, which of course the couple doesn’t really care, as they are making plans for meeting their parents, but they go anyway just to get rid of this distraction, and so the man moves his food and coat to this new table by the window, and he looks absorbedly out the window at the natural scene which is transpiring, at the fox and the hare, and at the early twilight glazed chinese pond with the lilypads and the frogs, and then he orders another cup of the wine.
All the while a devious looking man has been staring at him. The man’s name is Jim and he’s alone at his table, though it’s not clear that he’s waiting for anyone. And Jim is about to get up for the purposes of speaking to the man near the window, but then the man’s date arrives and sits herself across from the man, and she says, “Hi Bill,” and Bill says, “Hey, Sandy.” At this Jim’s frown becomes deeper and he returns to his plate, which still contains the very large piece of fried shrimp which has seemed to have been staring at him just like the people in the painting across the restuarant above the happy couple looking couple, but nothing further can be made of Jim’s relationship with Bill or Sandy, so then
we go back to the happy couple who are making plans to meet their parents. On their table they have made a diagram and on this diagram are their plans to meet their parents which involves an evil symbol and a map to a country house outside the town, and through a tunnel, and through a canyon, and up a steep bridge. And while they are speaking there is a waitress who is standing near to them and thinking about how to approach them and also about how sexual she’s been feeling since she first saw Bill in the restaurant when he was alone, and then how much more so since he was joined by the beautiful woman with the brown hair and the lavender colored coat which she has given to the waitress to put in the coat room without too much touching, but how she touched it a great deal nevertheless.
Yes, its color was lavender, and was even sprayed with a lavender water, even, so that’s it smell was as it good color, and it feel was as good as the fur of a rabbit, was what the waitress may have been thinking, as she stood in mid-thought over the couple, but then the couple turns suddenly towards her and asks
her for some wine, some more wine, more of that good plum wine whose color is as nice as the coat or the painting.
Meanwhile Bill reaches for something.
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Thanks Blake & Dan & Nathaniel.
Merzmensch, yes, i can ship to Germany, got a stack going overseas to take to the p.o. tomorrow.
Nathaniel, in addition to the fine journals Blake mentioned, it should also be noted that Lutz edited the online site 5trope for a spell: http://5trope.com/. Some great things to peruse in their archives.
Thanks Blake & Dan & Nathaniel.
Merzmensch, yes, i can ship to Germany, got a stack going overseas to take to the p.o. tomorrow.
Nathaniel, in addition to the fine journals Blake mentioned, it should also be noted that Lutz edited the online site 5trope for a spell: http://5trope.com/. Some great things to peruse in their archives.
Great, thank you!
I’ll do it beginning of the next week (I mean, the week which already begun in Germany).
Great, thank you!
I’ll do it beginning of the next week (I mean, the week which already begun in Germany).
Beating myself over the head with a hammer, a big hammer, a good big hammer whose sheen is as shiny as a polished turd.
Beating myself over the head with a hammer, a big hammer, a good big hammer whose sheen is as shiny as a polished turd.
I’m concerned Amelia Gray might flay me for using ellipses in my excerpted sentence.
I’m concerned Amelia Gray might flay me for using ellipses in my excerpted sentence.
I am inside your house
I am inside your house
Inside the walls.
If the walls could talk, they’d say, “Help! There’s an Amelia in my brain!”
Inside the walls.
If the walls could talk, they’d say, “Help! There’s an Amelia in my brain!”
Thank you again! SleepingFish is quickly arrived is really awesome!
Thank you again! SleepingFish is quickly arrived is really awesome!