yesterday i posted about sharing the first page of novella with yahoo! answers for some fine critiques. today i received this sweet little e-mail from yahoo! telling me how much they hate it.
they got real mad, and then they took my points. i feel like a first grader who got her name put on the board AND her lucky bucks taken away. i am appealing said removal of my question, but i ultimately consider this to be a positive thing: people are already banning my books.
i've been working on longer things for my mfa program lately, and i'm finally finished drafting the first three sections of the novella i'm starting. after reading that post on html giant where someone posted the first page of infinite jest asking for advice on the "first page of their book" and got hilarious, serious responses back, i decided to do the same thing. here's the best response so far:
for the record, no one even called me out on the fact that that in my sleep-deprived state i called it the first "chapter" instead of "page." the punctuation police like a short first chapter, i guess :)
i have to focus on my novella for the next couple weeks, so i'm restraining from posting to this new place called all write then. it's a lot like LPP, except with voting always, and the possibility of being published in a physical, tangible journal.
there have been some really great submissions so far, including Serious Poets poncho peligroso, cody troyan, stephen tully dierks and steve roggenbuck. vote for them all.
but. if you're only going to read one poem on this site (which would be stupid, but gives importance to what i'm about to say), make it this poem by shaun gannon. my comment about said poem's very large penis is awaiting moderation on the site currently.
omar de col's image macros consistently make me happy. he posts a lot of them here. recently a lot of them focus on photos of babies and little kids. i don't know how many of them are actually omar as a child, or whether that matters. these kids have a lot to say and i love them.
i love bukowski. i just got love is a dog from hell. here is my favorite poem that i've come across thus far:
like a flower in the rain
I cut the middle fingernail of the middle
and I began rubbing along her cunt
as she sat upright in bed
spreading lotion over her arms
then she lit a cigarette:
"don't let this put you off,"
and smoked and continued to rub the
I continued to rub the cunt.
"you want an apple?" I asked.
"sure," she said, "you got one?"
but I got to her--
she began to twist
then she rolled on her side,
she was getting wet and open
like a flower in the rain.
then she rolled on her stomach
and her most beautiful ass
looked up at me
and I reached under and got the
she reached around and got my
cock, she rolled and twisted,
my face falling into the mass
of red hair that overflowed
from her head
and my fattened cock entered
into the miracle.
later we joked about the lotion
and the cigarette and the apple.
then I went out and got some chicken
and shrimp and french fries and buns
and mashed potatoes and gravy and
cole slaw, and we ate. she told me
how good she felt and I told her
how good I felt and we ate
the chicken and the shrimp and the
french fries and the buns and the
mashed potatoes and the gravy and
the cole slaw too.
i'm watching the rules of attraction for the first time all the way through. i haven't read the book, but i appreciate bret easton ellis and have read the informers and part of american psycho before i got bored. i realize i need to read less than zero and the rules of attraction, and have been meaning to do so. back to the movie... is it zeitgeist? i don't know, but shannyn sossamon is gorgeous, i think. i'm enjoying all the heightened angst. shannyn's character, lauren, is raped within the first few minutes (i've never seen this part before), which is really harsh obviously. but i'm stuck on something she says about victor. she describes him as "only a little gay," and i thought, oh yes, oh how perfect... i feel for ya, lauren.
luh you jay baruchel. luh you harry, don't die harry.
steve roggenbuck is a fucking genius and you should know who he is. i fell in love with i am like october when i am dead, his first poetry chapbook, the second i read this:
he has a new book out called DOWNLOAD HELVETICA FOR FREE.COM. you can read the whole thing on his website or download the pdf. i suggest the latter, mainly because i'm luv'n the moon boots he's wearing on his feet on page 2.
since i am making a big deal out of this fellow today, i will also steal a video link from steve's tweets and put it here, for your enjoyment. in this video, charles bukowski waxes poetic on what bores him.
"it's like writing a good poem, you just do it--it's a beer shit." (now go read some bukowski).