Wednesday, July 09, 2014

As Bukowski said, there's nothing worse than too late.

Mr. Lally over at Pig Ear Press has an important message for you regarding my latest chapbook of short stories, this is affecting me exactly the way it should:



So, I'm thinking the prudent thing would be to get one now.

Thursday, June 26, 2014

Hey! Look! It's a chapbook! Get one!

Well, after a mediumish wait, it's here. After busy schedules on both mine and Mr. Lally's side, cutter issues, printer glitches and the like, this is affecting me exactly the way it should is finally ready.


Pete Lally has worked hard and tirelessly on this one, like a Labrador Retreiver on a soup bone, and his effort shows. It looks right pretty, methinks.

The book was originally meant to have three stories, but with the nature of chapbooks, the more pages, the harder it is to bind. Or fold. Or something, There's some technical reason that made sense when Pete told it to me, but now I can't remember. Just trust me on this one. Anyway, that third story may come out in some sort of special edition, we haven't discussed details yet.

this is affecting me exactly the way it should will be available for purchace on the Pig Ear Press website June 28th. Set your alarm clock and take back your empties.

Monday, May 12, 2014

this just in!

Like my NEWS FLASH! style intro? No? Yeah, me either, but I'm getting dry on titles.

Just wanted to give an update on my chapbook...it's getting very close. I'm waiting on some pages to come in the mail to sign/doodle. Also, there has been an alignment snag, but I'm sure Mr. Lally at Pig Ear Press will figure it out. He's a clever sort.

Because of the page limitations and the nature of sewing chapbooks, we've had to drop one of the stories, but that may come out in another format.

Anyway, how about some pics, yeah? Yeah! I like your enthusiam.






Thursday, April 17, 2014

Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Just read that Marquez has died. A great writer with a stunning imagination that will never be equaled in his genre, he left a large impression on me, especially with One Hundred Years of Solitude.

Here's a poem I wrote some years ago one afternoon while I was looking out my window thinking about that novel.

As you can see, I'm no Marquez. But who is?



call someone

my house is tall and when I’m sitting at my computer I can look out and see the roof of the house across the street. the eaves troughs are retaining water, plants are growing there. it reminds me of that part in One Hundred Days of Solitude where it rained for four years and vegetation sprouted from the mechanisms of tractors. but this is not Mexico. our winters here can be cold. the water will freeze and the eaves troughs will turn to block ice and the weight of it will pull away from the house and land on somebody. killing them instantly. I don’t want that. Gabriel Garcia Marquez doesn’t want that on his conscience. get a professional or get a ladder yourself and go up there and clear out whatever is blocking the downspout. please. literature is depending on you.


08.07.08.

Originally published in Alligator Stew, Issue Three, 2012.

Thursday, February 13, 2014

not swampy, really. just trying to be clever.

You know me. I like pants, morning doves and a nice walk through a swampy area that has a lot of greenage so you're not sure if it's a swamp or a park, but you really want it to be a park even though in the back of your mind you know it's a swamp...but there's a part of you saying "Yes. it's a swamp, but at least you're out walking like a human being. And would it kill you to smile every once in awhile?"

Yes, I like all that. But ya know what I also like? To be published, and to have people buy what I've published.

My story honeymoon is available in the latest volume of Regime magazine. Buy it now. It's like a walk in a swamp-like park, but better.

Wednesday, January 08, 2014

chapbook still available

I just checked the Chance Press store and saw that there are still trade copies of my first chapbook, the confusion will be enough to for them to leave you alone, for purchase. And they are on sale! Who doesn't like a bargain?

Who I ask! Right, no one. But it was a rhetorical question, really. So everybody simmer down. What are we? Animals?

Anyway, go buy one. Or two.

Here's one of the poems from the collection. All eight pieces are prose poems, one block of text. I wrote several in a short span of time and they all seemed to fit well together. But you be the judge, you know, after you buy one.

Friday, December 06, 2013

Regime Magazine release date

A post or so ago I mentioned that an Aussie magazine took one of my short stories, honeymoon. At that time I wasn't sure of the release date. Well, I am now.

February 12th. Which is a busy day for me. I get my braces off, a full body henna tattoo of a mythical unicorn/minotaur battle and a weave put in my hair. I'm thinking extensions.

Busy day indeed.