First rejection of 2011
Bang on time, too. And we’re off and running.
And there is no hope, no train, no cure, no tomorrow, no fear, no milk, no talent, no time? Just failure, loneliness, cock and disapproval,
Amazing street photography from Matt Bialer. Takes a New Yorker to know one.
I spent the first half hour in the candle-lit dark thinking, I’m going to have to go home and write about this, but then the Top Ten Classics and the steam and the rubbing and the creaminess took over and then I was just a piece of meat. But now I’m loving Brentley Frazer’s “Swimming…
Last couple of weeks of teaching and I have never been so glad to see the end of semester. From having to be front and center in class two hours after getting off the plane from LA, to getting sick, to being chased around campus by a crazed underachiever, it has been a hellacious semester….
Welcome back. I’ve had a bit of a crunch going on these last months with various projects. Many short stories out there, Blue Moves being shopped around. I’ve had some help from some amazing and unexpected sources who know who they are. Working on the new project now, a science-fiction sex fest about three mysterious…
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