1. 16:55 31st Aug 2014

    Notes: 3

    Y’all will love this.

  2. 16:24

    Notes: 6

    Tags: pic postillustration

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  3. Double Walled

    You seem transparent,
    With an obvious separation.
    What you hold deepest
    Hidden from superficial touch.
    What you let escape
    Entices my lean in
    To your lip.
    My tongue burns with
    Your hidden heat.

  4. We spoke at length about books in general, about being driven by an idea, about the interplay of plan and chance, about identity vis-à-vis connection thru Rimbaud’s “Je est un autre”.

    It might have sounded like we were just making the usual small talk that strangers make when they meet, but oh, the subtext,… the subtext.

  5. Listen to yourself today.

  6. 10:35

    Notes: 12

    Tags: litPaul Austerrealism

    From an aesthetic point of view, the introduction of chance elements in fiction probably creates as many problems as it solves. I’ve come in for a lot of abuse from critics because of it. In the strictest sense of the word, I consider myself a realist. Chance is a part of reality: we are continually shaped by the forces of coincidence, the unexpected occurs with almost numbing regularity in all our lives. And yet there’s a widely held notion that novels shouldn’t stretch the imagination too far. Anything that appears “implausible” is necessarily taken to be forced, artificial, “unrealistic”. I don’t know what reality these people have been living in, but it certainly isn’t my reality. In some perverse way, I believe they’ve spent too much time reading books. They’re so immersed in the conventions of so-called realistic fiction that their sense of reality has been distorted. Everything’s been smoothed out in these novels, robbed of its singularity, boxed into a predictable world of cause and effect. Anyone with the wit to get his nose out of a book and study what’s actually in front of him will understand that this realism is a complete sham. To put it another way: truth is stranger than fiction. What I am after, I suppose, is to write fiction as strange as the world I live in.
    — Paul Auster, in Interview with Larry McCaffery and Sinda Gregory, included in The Art of Hunger.
    Hoping to meet Paul today at the National Book Festival.
  7. 22:03 29th Aug 2014

    Notes: 8

    Reblogged from tumblingtowards


    I have a new story at Pea River Journal’s blog (forthcoming in their Fall issue!).  One of my favorites to date, this one went through a ton of drafts. Thanks for reading! 

    So good, I think I held my breath.