Knicks versus Zombies

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Those who know me, and even those who don’t but who’ve had minimal exposure to my blog, know that two of my great interests are the New York Knicks and zombies. I write about the Knicks for and I’m currently working on a zombie screenplay.

If only there was some way to combine there interests…

There is!

P&T just published a piece I wrote imagining what would happen to certain Knicks in the event of a zombie apocalypse. Here it is.Bon apetit!

“The Silence Of Elicled” now published!

My short story “The Silence Of Elicled” is in the latest issue of Carrier Pigeon magazine. The artwork in Carrier Pigeon is always gorgeous. I was lucky enough to have my story accompanied by the work of Orin Stuckenbruck. Not only is Orin Stuckenbruck an awesome name–Orin Stuckenbruck is a sick artist. You can see paintings and drawings by him here on his website. This image, titled “Elicled–The Sultan’s Palace,” is one of Orin’s illustrations of “The Silence of Elicled.”

Seeing a story you made up in your head being imagined by an artist = sweet.

Seeing a story you made up in your head illustrated by a talented artist and converted into reality is super super sweet.




Book Review: “The Tragedy of Fidel Castro”


Prick of the Spindle posted my review of Joao Cerqueira’s novel The Tragedy of Fidel Castro. Want a taste?

“The third line of João Cerqueira’s The Tragedy of Fidel Castro has God, on a phone call, exclaim, exasperated, ‘Oh, for God’s sake!’ The pun and the immediacy of the informality is a promise to the reader that, in a story starring Fidel Castro, God Almighty, Jesus Christ, JFK, and J. Edgar Hoover, among others, anything goes. But in keeping this promise, there’s too much anything going on in too many directions. Sometimes it’s sharply satirical, sometimes almost endearingly sincere; both, under the direction of Cerqueira, are lovely places to visit, yet neither ever feels like home. This is the tragedy of The Tragedy of Fidel Castro: It’s like wandering the desert for 40 years, only to find there’s no Promised Land at the end.”

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Moments That Stop You During The Day: People Who Look Like Ex’s

I was trying to figure out what figure out speech “about” is when I stumbled across this video. There’s no profundity to this blog post. This girl just looks a LOT like a college ex I remember fondly. She even speaks in similar rhythms. And I’m a sucker for hoop earrings, and my ex had never worn them but did to drive me wild, and then this video came on and it’s like…it reminds me so ineffably yet tangibly of my undergrad years. What a time of life.

I wonder if we conflate our memories with sensory details. For instance, my college ex was a super cool person. She had dimples and, at the time, her hair was cut short. Whenever I see dimples and short hair, I’m inclined to like that person, by association.
By contrast, another girl I dated who let’s say I would describe as something less than super cool had a snatch that sometimes smelled like bleach. Things did not end well with this loony bin. To this day, I really kinda don’t like the smell of bleach. But is that because of the smell? Or the memory associated with it?

Also, if Elizabeth O’Brien is single…that’d be cool.

Do you ever see people who look like your former lovers? Are there traits you’ve liked or resented for life because of some initial, romantically-entangled experience? What’s your stance on the smell of bleach?

Carmelo Addresses the Atlanta Hawks Racism Controversy

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Posting&Toasting published my short write-up regarding Carmelo Anthony’s thoughts on this week’s revelation of racist comments by Atlanta Hawks soon-to-be-ex-owner Bruce Levenson and not-long-for-this-world-as-a-GM Danny Ferry. To synopsize: I liked hearing from an unusually candorrific Carmelo.

The Effect of Foreign and Native Speakers in the Classroom

In addition to bluesofnine here and my fabulous-yet-neglected-classic-middle-child sports blog Page 2 Sports, I’ve added another ingredient to my blog stew: Stony Brook University’s Program in Writing and Rhetoric blog. I posted my first blog there tonight, about how the evolution of a group I founded with two students last year combining English-speaking natives and non-native speakers has benefited the students who attend the meetings and benefited me as a professor by its influence on my classroom lessons. If fluency excites you, this blog post’s for you.

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What do Vincent Van Gogh, Andy Warhol, and yours truly have in common?

We all have works on display at the Museum of Modern Art!

Didn't have to cut my ear off or get shot, either.

Didn’t have to cut my ear off or get shot, either.

My most controversial story (so far), “Black Jesus,” in Carrier Pigeon magazine (volume 3/issue 3) is now on sale at MoMA PS1. Vinnie and Andy’s works can’t be taken home from the museum, whereas mine can; thus, my art, being more portable than theirs, is also more modern. Also, they’re dead. Now that’s a win-win for me!