Someone actually let me have a book. My first collection of fiction is on sale. You can even enjoy a Kindle edition.
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If you are not afraid when you write, then you are not writing anything important.
If you have not read Daniel Long’s writing, well, there might not be any hope for you. You can begin the attempt at redemption by reading his story, From the Plagiarist’s Notebooks: Markson Makes an Introduction, in the winter issue of JMWW.
Other people wrote stories and whatnot, including me: Eardrum Alphabet Orbit. This is one of the stories in my collection, which you can order here if you are a decent human and fine American.
It’s honor to be alongside Dan, a brilliant writer and friend. He’s going to blow shit up with word bombs. He already is.
PANK PUBLISHED A STORY OF MINE
The December issue of PANK is filled with words that might interest you. They should interest you. They BETTER interest you. There’s also this story, All You Need Is Love (And A Job (Or Maybe Not A Job)). I wrote it. Maybe check that one out, too.
REVERBERATE INTO NEW PRESSURE
An old man acclaimed as the world’s greatest living writer had a free reading and few people came. It was in a large room on the top floor of a fancy building at a private university. A wall of windows offered a perfect view of the glowing city skyline.
There were so many empty seats that the staff removed several rows of chairs from the back of the room and other chairs from around the sides to create a packed house where there was not one.
Another writer introduced the old man, his former professor, and told an anecdote about how the old man had almost expelled him. The old man came on stage and told an anecdote about a dead southern author who lied about why he used a cane and he explained that they really used a cane for the same reason - writing ruins backs the same way hard labor does.
The old writer’s voice sounded important. He said the story he was going to read had “mysteries hidden deep within it.” It was the title story from his new collection. It was good. A few people lined up for him to sign their books and everyone else walked to the elevator.
20 Plays
LitStack.com is giving away a copy of Steal Me for Your Stories. For free! At no cost to you! Nada! Zero! Zip! Zilch! All you have to do is a leave them a comment with your email address. Don’t be scared.
UPDATE: The giveaway is over. You didn’t win! But you can still buy a copy here. Only a few left.
THE MAN WHO RUINED BASEBALL
Bud Selig is a monster. He is destroying the game I love.
There is no reason, none at all, to watch a 162-game season in which a third of the teams make the post-season, and rosters expand to the point that you barely recognize the game you watched all summer.
The list of crimes is long.
interleague play
the steroid scandal
the World Baseball Classic
the last time the playoffs were expanded
a tie in the All-Star Game
the Brewers moving to the NL
the Astros moving to the AL
the Pittsburgh Pirates
the Rally Monkey
stadiums that have weird outfields just to be weird
the drug-testing policy
the Hall of Fame
post-season awards
beer in plastic bottles
Kevin Youkilis’s batting stance
There are other crimes.
UPDATE: Add extending interleague play to September. I am dealing with a lot of inner-rage right now.
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