Loading Mercury With A Pitchfork

Suddenly, I am obsessed with Richard Brautigan's poetry. Here are a few really great reasons why:

"Two Guys Get Out of a Car"

Two guys get out of a car.
They stand beside it. They
don't know what else to do.

"Postcard"

I wonder if eight-four-year-old Colonel Sanders
ever gets tired of travelling all around America
talking about fried chicken.

"They Are Really Having Fun"

They are really having fun,
drinking glasses of wine
and talking about things
that they like.

"Impasse"

I talked a good hello
but she talked an even
better good-bye.

Arranged Word Marriages

These are some combinations of words my computer asked me to enter as a security check during a transaction. I think this is because my computer was interested in making sure I was a human, not another computer. The more I read into every word combination, the more I was like, "Computer, you can trust me on this. I am tons of human, all over the place."

Here they are, in the order of how much I like them.

sported lapsed.

Abbey Horace.

steida All.

dunging sholom.

Allen Salzberg.

new must.

Tonight's Elena.

stroked and.

prefab 1973.

Shiraz problems.

prefect communications.

Reviews and Promises

I have been writing book reviews here and there, and have posted the links to two short stubs below. More soon, perhaps full articles! WOULDN'T YOU BE LUCKY!

I am beginning to learn how to be better at pitching things, which is one of those skills that seems undeniably for adults. I spend so much of my time with people whose inner children are strapped to their chests in those trendy little slings that it is always a little jarring to remember that technically, I have entered adulthood. That I have actually been here for quite some time. So when I am emailing editors to ask if this thing I want to write is a thing they want to print, I always feel weird omitting that I am not really grown up. It ends up that they never find out that I am not an adult and I never find out that I am, and it works out well for everyone.

I especially recommend the first book, The Philosopher and the Wolf by Mark Rowlands. Anyone who has seen me in the last three months has probably heard me talk a little or a lot about this book. It is a memoir about the love between a man and a wolf, and I rescind my friendship if that is not enough to pique your interest.

http://www.thelmagazine.com/newyork/the-philosopher-and-the-wolf/Content?oid=1180025

http://www.thelmagazine.com/newyork/the-mighty-angel-by-jerzy-pilch/Content?oid=1151579

I have had a couple busy months and have not posted up here as much as I would have liked. Now it's summer and I'm going to post more. Is that an empty promise? Maybe you'll just have to come back forever, all the time, to see.

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