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Sunday, June 28, 2015
IN EVERY OLD SILENT BOOMER IS A CHILD
Monday, June 22, 2015
GALLERY 360 BOOK FAIR A TRIUMPH
They bought my book, Tenderfoot |
The young man, above, opened Tenderfoot and began to read the following poem:
SKATING THIN ICE
Stepping from the landlocked trees
to ice,
On thin, steel blades, the skater
leaves
His two sure feet and sails;
He skims the grey-smooth ice on out
To places where the firmness
softens and water's deep.
There, black holes gape and bubbles
rise
Through thick, black water like
thoughts of gods.
That far out on flying edges,
The skater's body quails with
soaring fear,
And shore fires cast a fitful light
On small musings that freeze like
cubes of ice;
That far out
The rugged shore and threadbare
trees
Seem dreams that edge a frozen universe
Where bubble thoughts drift up
through thick
Black air on spumes of mist to
burst away,
And water's deep.
I told him I thought the poem was about taking intellectual risks, about thinking like an atheist...or something like one.
Monday, June 15, 2015
HIP BEAT SALES EVENT!!!!!!!!!!
I'm the one on your right. I've got absolutely nothing to report on my goal to get someone other than myself to publish a novel of mine. No recent rejections or acceptances. I'm still busy on another rewrite of the novel I used to call, The Porn Writer. Now it's called, Programming Frank Singletary. It remains a story about sexual dysfunction between two damaged people told with pornographic detail. However, if you all live in the Vancouver, WA area, stop by this coming Saturday, 20th of June, at Gallery 360 between noon and 3 where several local authors, myself included, will be selling our books. I have two poetry books for sale.
However, if you're not local, you can find both my poetry books on Amazon: Tenderfoot and Gray House By Cold Mountain. The second one is X-rated.
However, if you're not local, you can find both my poetry books on Amazon: Tenderfoot and Gray House By Cold Mountain. The second one is X-rated.
Thursday, June 4, 2015
POET, SILENT BOOMER AT GALLERY 360 IN VANCOUVER
Putting on my poet hat in 16 days. On Saturday, June 20th, from noon to 3, I [and several other writers] will be at Gallery 360, right next to the Farmer's Market, hopefully selling one or two of my books of poetry, during the book fair put together by Peggy Bird. Thank you, Peggy Bird. Come down, sample a locally grown tomato and pick up a book from any of the writers at the fair. Click on Gallery 360, above, and the complete list of participating writers is there, down the page a little ways.
My books will be in two piles. Gray House By Cold Mountain will be marked "MUST BE 21". It's sexually explicit in the latter half. The other, Tenderfoot, is a collection of my poetry from my thesis that found their way into print here and there through the years.
Today was a frustrating novel day. I discovered I'd lost all the work I'd done on Wednesday and, after 4 hours of slogging away, I was right back where I finished on Wednesday. I lost some pretty good writing too.
My books will be in two piles. Gray House By Cold Mountain will be marked "MUST BE 21". It's sexually explicit in the latter half. The other, Tenderfoot, is a collection of my poetry from my thesis that found their way into print here and there through the years.
Today was a frustrating novel day. I discovered I'd lost all the work I'd done on Wednesday and, after 4 hours of slogging away, I was right back where I finished on Wednesday. I lost some pretty good writing too.
Monday, June 1, 2015
FORGING A NEW TITLE
I'm considering a major change in my novel, The
Porn Writer. I'm trying it on for size. The new title to be Programming Frank Singletary or The Programming of Franklin
Singletary. And the first three lines of the novel will be as
follows: "First, we must agree. I’m a robot of flesh and blood.
Everything else follows from that during those days I shared a second floor
walkup on Main Street with Rosereo and Irma." and so it goes. This
alteration will cause not much else to change in the novel either but it's an
entirely different take on what happens in the novel without changing
anything that happens. Over the past couple of years I keep toying with how
to approach a novel in which all characters are portrayed as the robots that
neuroscience is proving we are, and nothing will jell. The few times I've
tried, the language feels awkward, but, then, maybe the expressions only feel
awkward because reality is changed. I think DeLillo's work probably shows
some of the ways I might go at this late time in my writing career.
I mean, after all, DeLillo is all of a year older than me.
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