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I steadied myself on the embankment. Below, down the hooknose incline of brush and gravel, ran the tracks, glinting like a school of silver fish running in the moonlight to chase the C & O. I stood carefully, leaned my head back so it was only me and mother-fish moon in a blanket [...] James Baker Hall died on June 25th. I confess to not having read him (yet–only so much time and energy in one life-span) but I had read about him a few times in connection with Wendell Berry. The poems I’m able to find online are quite good, though. I’m combing the online booksellers soon, [...] This is not my interview–I will have some up one of these days, though–but one by Susanne Dietzel from Tulane University, conducted in 1995. When I taught a writing course using what I called White Trash Literature maybe ten years ago, nearly every author we read was met initially with skepticism and ennui–another themed writing class. [...] What to say about Rachel who presseda dark pistol against her chest and gave upin the middle of the day at the lakefront—the hot cutting from tit to ass cheek,missing all of the organs except hermind which to this day she coatsin cocaine and sugar daddies. Or Jean Paul who would tell mewhat blow jobs were [...] I have been away on vacation with the fam. At the Museum of Natural History, I ran into a catfish skeleton, so I had my lovely bride Heather take a picture, in lieu of breaking the glass case and committing a crime. I’d take a vacation in the South for sure if someone would take [...] I pulled these interviews by Orman Day from the site of Third Coast several months ago meaning to add to my collection of links on or related to Larry Brown. While I wouldn’t call his portion revelatory, exactly, Brown’s story resonates even more when compared with the other interviews: Dan Chaon, John McNally, Susan Straight. [...] Dear Sam, Once they sprung you loose from the war, why go to a no-name Oklahoma town, among strangers? Why hole up in a boarding house with a freckled girl who has no idea the shine and purpose you held in 1932? Why, Sam, do you prefer flat plain to the glory mountain? Why [...] I mean, besides all of them. I’d like to create a warehouse of links occasionally, referencing writers who may or may not be on your list of popular or well-enough-known writers, along with some small commentary. When I do these, they’ll be subject to additions and corrections at various points as I find more [...] “[African-American folklore] is like jazz; there’s no inherent problem which prohibits understanding but the assumptions brought to it.” –Ralph Ellison, Paris Review No. 8 Interview by Alfred Chester & Vilma Howard Walking into the uncomfortable warmth of the building, the odor of warehoused, enfeebled, sick humanity struck the senses like a soft blow from a foul flannel [...] If your creative work owes anything to or resembles the works of the following list of folks, please consider sending me a story or poem or essay to feature on Fried Chicken and Coffee. Harry Crews, Larry Brown, Dorothy Allison, Paula K. Gover, Lisa Koger, Chris Offutt, Silas House, Chris Holbrook, Lee Smith, Ron Rash, Richard [...] |
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