I am very pleased to report that a poem of mine is going to appear in a literary journal. I forgot to mention this because I think I sent it to them over 2 years ago, and they got back to me about 4 months ago and said are you still interested? And I said, sure, why not, if it’s good enough for Byron and Plath, &c . . . Anyway, then they never got back in touch and I forgot to ask them when it’s coming out and honestly, I’m too busy to really care (or I’m busy not caring). I don’t recall what the poem is. I’ll let you know when I know. And then I’ll also let you know where it’s appearing when I know. Probably somewhere in the 2020’s I suspect. O I also won’t forget to give you the name of the periodical when I remember it. Because I don’t.
Basically I’ve forgotten everything about this whole writing and submission and publishing experience, aside from the fact that a while ago I wrote something, submitted it, and someone said they’ll publish it; the whole thing is form without content. Sorry about that. Or, I just produced the most postmodern in auctorial creations right before your eyes. I bet one of you has 3 of them.
Subtracting 3 from 1 (=2), departing the ocular and in cooler news, CHIRAL MAD 2 sweeps up the awards! Look at that! I am proud to be in there with those people I’m in there with. Click the pic to go to Amazon and buy that (or if you are feeling thrifty I’ll bet something by Washington Irving is probably free for Kindle).
Finally, if I read another film review wherein the critic feels compelled to say something like “Yet another found footage movie” I am going to scream where it hurts. “Found Footage” is here to stay you idiot (I want to say, and I want the critic to be much slighter of build than me and shorter too)! Factoring the issue of a film being “Found Footage” in your movie review is like writing a review by starting off, “Yet another movie where we watch the actors” or “here is another movie with one of those soundtracks.” Movies, like stories, are either good or they suck (or meh). It doesn’t matter what method is used to make them. Dicks.
Basically I’ve forgotten everything about this whole writing and submission and publishing experience, aside from the fact that a while ago I wrote something, submitted it, and someone said they’ll publish it; the whole thing is form without content. Sorry about that. Or, I just produced the most postmodern in auctorial creations right before your eyes. I bet one of you has 3 of them.
Subtracting 3 from 1 (=2), departing the ocular and in cooler news, CHIRAL MAD 2 sweeps up the awards! Look at that! I am proud to be in there with those people I’m in there with. Click the pic to go to Amazon and buy that (or if you are feeling thrifty I’ll bet something by Washington Irving is probably free for Kindle).
Finally, if I read another film review wherein the critic feels compelled to say something like “Yet another found footage movie” I am going to scream where it hurts. “Found Footage” is here to stay you idiot (I want to say, and I want the critic to be much slighter of build than me and shorter too)! Factoring the issue of a film being “Found Footage” in your movie review is like writing a review by starting off, “Yet another movie where we watch the actors” or “here is another movie with one of those soundtracks.” Movies, like stories, are either good or they suck (or meh). It doesn’t matter what method is used to make them. Dicks.
