November 7, 2013
I just published a response to that Tim Parks New York Review of Books “death of the novel” piece
I didn’t write it; Patrick Laughlin did.
It’s this that underscores, by and large, the tone of Parks’ entire piece, which is far more enlightening than the content. There’s a bitterness throughout. One gets the impression here that Parks has no one’s best interest at heart: Parks has been disabused of reading fiction and now it’s his solemn job to spoil the fun for everyone else.
As to the status of the novel and its role in culture — who’s to say where it’s headed? On the one hand, it’s not difficult to imagine a day, perhaps even this one, when it could be said that the novel has seen better days. And by their lights, Parks and Shields are only running to greet it.
Here’s the rest.
You know what a Grown-Ass Man does, Antrel? He acts like a goddamn civilized human being. He thinks with his brain rather than his puffed-out chest. He doesn’t solve his problems by punching (or shooting) people in the face. He seeks nonviolent resolutions to conflicts. That’s what adults do. That’s how a professional handles himself in the workplace. That’s what a Real Man does.
Jonathan Martin is the Real Man™ here. Jonathan Martin is the one who’s being the adult in all this.
November 4, 2013
November 2, 2013
(via Star Wars Imperial Forces Invade Thomas Kinkade Paintings)
In a series Artist Jeff Bennett is calling Wars on Kinkade, the Painter of Light’s ethereally bland landscapes come under the iron fist of Star Wars storm troopers, Imperial Star Destroyers and Hoth-crushing AT-ATs.
October 31, 2013
Rapidly nearing a point
where I’ll have to write and submit to lots of places because—among other reasons—I need the validation of a larger roster of publications in future bios.
Also, fears. Several of those. I write lots of stuff about Saints football because I love doing that but my real love is great fiction; reading fiction and writing it and publishing it too.
October 29, 2013
October 28, 2013
I’ve been thinking about the various ways you could self-destruct,” she said.
Storms don’t stop the Underground Pizza Man from making his deliveries. But tonight’s storm is different. It shouldn’t tear limbs from trees, shouldn’t drench the streets with water, and shouldn’t burn the black sky with blue-white flashes. And yet it is: Inland, a dying cyclone has reopened its eye. The Pizza Man grips the wheel of his truck so the wind doesn’t fling it across the road. He doesn’t ask the wind to to stop because, tonight, the wind isn’t listening.
I’ve just finished editing a special literature issue of Black & Gold Review. The theme is Halloween.
The writers are:
Brett Elizabeth Jenkins
And also me, with a new short story.
There’s fiction about werewolves and witches and a really depressing heavenly prom; there’s the best Slenderman poetry you’ll ever read; there’s a Halloween Guide to Your Late 20s and a whole bunch more.
Check it out. Let me know what you think.
October 24, 2013
Captain America Delivers Some Post-9/11 Anti-Surveillance State Commentary
Also, Robert Redford: This movie isn’t All the President’s Men with superheroes, but what if it’s All the President’s Men with superheroes?
More thoughts about OMG the Captain America trailer here