Showing posts with label sam lipsyte. Show all posts
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Monday, March 7

Some Updates about the Things I Have Been Doing

 
I wrote a short article for The Faster Times about Open City's sad demise. Included are excerpts/links/full-text transcriptions to some of my favorite things they've published, including a story by Sam Lipsyte and one of my favorite poems ever, by David Berman ("Classic Water").

From Lipsyte:

Once she told me the story of the time a minor movie star was leaving a party and motioned her to join him in the elevator. She hesitated. The door shut.

“I was waiting for your father,” she said. “He was in the can.”

“That guy just wanted to fuck you,” I said.

“How do you think anything beautiful begins?”

Here is where I wrote about David Berman's new blog (more on Berman below).

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This Thursday, March 10th, 2011, I will be participating in a "marathon reading" of Blake Butler's new novel There is No Year at the Center for Fiction in New York, NY. Some of the other readers include Cal Morgan, Giancarlo Ditrapano, Adam Robinson, Catherine Lacey, Dorothea Lasky, and others.

The reading is part of a 4-night run of readings for Butler, which will feature readers such as Lincoln Michel, Adam Wilson, Kendra Grant Malone, Justin Taylor, Ben Greenman, John Dermot Woods, Emma Straub, and others.

Here is where you can read more.
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The past few days I have been transcribing an interview I did recently with the novelist and short story writer Lynne Tillman for the forthcoming print issue of Gigantic.

The issue is, I think, packed with tremendously exciting stuff--short stories from John Haskell, Joshua Cohen, Diane Williams, and Anelise Chen; a truly wild conversation between Gordon Lish and Chloé Cooper Jones; an unprecedented collaborative poem between Joe Wenderoth and the aforementioned David Berman; art from Ian Huebert, Michael Crawford, and much, much more..

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Despite all the internal tumult, Harper's Magazine remains, as it will hopefully always remain, excellent. This month I particularly enjoyed the Readings section and this month's fiction, a story about an Egyptian pharaoh, by Daniel Mason.

It's a little heartbreaking that all this has been happening there. The only good thing I've gotten from this is this, applicable to so much of our daily exertions:
The editors clearly believe differently, but as a colleague once told Mr. Ross after an office disappointment, "Harper's will never love you as much as you love Harper's."
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The new NOON is going to be great (disclosure: I helped copy edit approximately 30% of it). If I'm remembering it correctly (it was in December when I read these pieces), Clancy Martin has a harrowing and unflinchingly clear piece on the history of suicides in his family and Deb Olin Unferth does a hilarious family/self-skewering centered around a family meal.

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Finally, Mike Bushnell named me #24 on his "Online Literary Power 25," quoting something Kyle Minor said on HTMLGiant, that I was "probably one of the four or five best writers in the United States who hasn’t yet published a book." Flattering. Thank you very much, Mike and Kyle, for your generous untruths.

Saturday, August 1

valentines and indictments: i was blogged about slash quoted; bike experiment, week 7



this is one of the things you get when you google "indictment valentine" and then click a lot

nicolle elizabeth wrote a great essay for the fictionaut blog, in which i am quoted next to, of all people, my teacher, the ever-wise and brilliant, sam lipsyte.
Sam Lipsyte says a short story should be a valentine, James Yeh says a short story should be a valentine and an indictment.
which is kind of funny because this was actually something i'd gleaned from a conversation with sam lipsyte, regarding gilbert sorrentino's imaginative qualities of actual things -- sam was saying how the book was both a love letter and a fuck you to his generation, or something like that, maybe he had actually used the terms "valentine" and "indictment," i can't remember exactly. though i do remember how it felt, which was like something unlocking in the rusty lock of my head. in any case. however it happened, this was something i then applied, in some drunken bar conversation with nicolle, to another book (not that it matters here, but it was roberto bolano's the savage detectives, a book which bolano had described as "a love letter to my generation.") the circle concludes. kind of funny.

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this happened a little while ago, but there was a nice note in vol. 1 brooklyn about my gary shteyngart interview for gigantic.
The foodie interview in Gigantic Magazine with Gary Shteyngart is pretty priceless, and if the entire issue weren't as good as it is, this interview alone would be worth the small sum of three bucks.
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bike stats

week 7
: 112.5 mi
summer total: 633 mi