The blog of author Dennis Cooper

Meet ScreamingBoy, Frankensteinn, fill_my_ass_with_puppies, LandShark, and DC’s other international male slaves for the month of February 2017


slaverobbie, 21
MASTERS or DADS that are over the age of 50 only please…
I’m blind as a bat, so looks have never been a problem.

Bows forehead to floor
slave robbie



RyanPatterson, 18
im 18 and straight not looking for sex and strictly no nakedness below the waist

i have a specific fetish im mainly looking for one thing.. vicious bastinado

i date women, do this with men… dont confuse the two

old guys welcomed



I write once For dull and brainless poor.
I have to work 12 hours in day to provide my parents and my sister. But this life not mine, I feel like a slave.
So if you are old goats I’ll write what I have to work and provide you better go to hell.
If you do not have much money to keep me as your slave. Go to hell.
If you want me to be your slave you should understand that it is worth the money.
So it will be enough to write to me if you are old worthless freak for life.



Gay_Drum_Major, 24
I am currently enrolled into Southwest Mississippi Community College. I am a music education major with an emphasis on percussion.

I am young and probably stupid.

I am into feederism. I am, by myself, a bloater that likes to expand my stomach with soda or tea by digesting the liquid so it last longer. I will go much, much further with a master/handler, with getting fattened up through non-stop eating, funnels, tubes, drugs, anything you want without question to reach the obesity you set for me.


Gay_Drum_Major – Jan 29, 2017
Too late, but thanks.

Anonymous – Jan 28, 2017
Hi. Yes it’s possible though difficult and yes it will kill you.

Gay_Drum_Major – Jan 28, 2017
I have a question if anyone’s there right now. I’m doing a scene with a master who wants to feed me until my stomach bursts. First, is that even possible and, second, will that kill me if it is? Thanks.



KingTut, 24
I’ve enjoyed life, I’ve worked hard and loved exploring the world. I cycled (road and mountain) I skied, I read and I liked films, culture, good food and good wine, but enough is enough.



Carl, 24
Looking to be headshaved by a barber.




unsingular, 20
Hi everyone call me Boy thank you.
I had left this site cause I never had free time and the few moments I did I would have rather slept but now I’m bored and there are certainly better things to do in life.
I will be just for a few hours in your city tomorrow to be in a porn video unless you change that.
You must not be busy or have a boyfriend or another boy you want because I am insanely jealous and competitive.
I’m very down on myself so any violence will be hot but kicks and punches to my face only if we’re ltr and I am alcoholized or drugged otherwise will not let you.


SexyChristap – Feb 6, 2017
I like when peoples are standing in my front on knees. Do you understand what i like!?
I will answer you only then when you will write me what directly I want.
Don’t ask me stupid questions, like : how are you and bullshit like that.
You will lick my ass, feet, suck my dick and i will fuck you and beat you and i will leave.
Don’t ask me stupid question where I’m come from. I’m from EU.



MuseumHours, 19
Imagine something completely different. Beautiful young boy, sweet body, worth fucking opens the door to you, you harden at his nakedness, you feel the smell of perfume, he hand you a condom, lie on the bed, you put it on, fuck him anyway you like for as long until you fire then give him the full condom, he take a photo of your face, say goodbye and … Welcome gentlemen. Maybe 18-35?


MuseumHours – Feb 1, 2017

Wild_Child69 – Jan 31, 2017
Is this some kind of art project or are you just OCD?



worm=jake, 19
i have a fetish since age 11 of being transformed into a worm by means of all body hair permanently removed and having arms and legs amputed but i would need to trust you first


Anonymous – Feb 21, 2017
You’re not going to know what you like and what you don’t like until you do it

felllow-patrick – Feb 18, 2017
…and then what?

Angel_of_dark – Feb 14, 2017
jesus, if i wasn’t so reality based i would pay a million dollars i don’t have to do that to you



ImpressionableYouth, 21
I’m just finishing up my masters in Biology/Neuroscience. My goal is to be a doctor, but I want to take a couple years off to truly max out the appeal of my youth and get rid of it for good. I’ll have plenty of time to be working in a hospital in Sacremento or something boring and stable. Right now, I want to look out at the beautiful sunrise over the ocean as two or three sadistic beefcakes punch my face into a bloody pulp and Hurricane Katrina my butthole, etc.

I’m at a really rare point in my life where I’m ready to move literally anywhere and get as superficially destroyed as anyone wants. I don’t have anything tying me down to a particular place, and I won’t need my good looks when I’m a doctor. I just need whatever it is that fuels someone to destroy a good looking young man, and the opportunity that will give me to grow as a person.

Talk to me to start with, and find out the back story behind my photos. Maybe I’ll like you and we can take some more.



Iwish, 24
physically, mentally, spiritually fit throwback bi guy who tries to live my life like it’s the late 1960s
i left my 2016 “life” in los angeles last september and moved to an isolated house near joshua tree to Live
for example i write this on a typewriter and a modern friend puts it on the internet and arranges for me
i didn’t anticipate how lonely i would feel and so i search for a partner to share my “backwards” life
i’ve lately been obsessed with getting the shit beat out of me by a classic Altamont Hells Angels biker type
otherwise my partner would need to “look the part” or have a basic look that can grow into a 60s look asap



kaosicks, 21
I have a swimmer boy coming down February 25 and he wants to be gang fisted. He wants his hole permanently wasted. We’ll be throwing punches up his ass for 48 hours. Suspect he’ll be out cold for much it. All ages, hand sizes, arm lengths ok. Pics are of him.


kaosicks – Feb 11, 2017
He’s also a little feisty 😉

donnever – Feb 11, 2017
Hey shithead, that is not what I wanted or agreed to and you fucking know it, you psychotic, lying pile of crap. Delete this bullshit and my photos now!



psychedelic, 22
I just never have really been the kind of person that’s out in public being inappropriate, I guess. I like to get fucked as much as the next bottom but I tend to do it in private with close friends. If I’m going to go out, I’ll just do it with my really good friends.



Hardcore_procrastinator, 23
Comedic asshole mixed with an anal retentive personality. All mixed together in an… that sounds like a hipster statement…

I’d like to think I’m funny… “A” for effort?

Anal retentive personality, also known as a perfectionist? Yes, didn’t you see the proper use of those punctuation marks?

I’m definitely a twink, I only weigh 130 pounds. Have a thing for farting, looking for a guy who’s willing to let me rip some while sitting on his face.

(To any new/young bottoms, I was once in your shoes. I too was nervous and scared about joining this site. I remember being afraid to take my shirt off for my profile photo or even showing my face on here! But I began accepting my body image, and now I’m the happiness I have ever been!)

* This app was the worst app. No notifications, no messages. What a load of bollocks! Been on here waiting for like two years. Now I am finally deleting it.



Funkmedowntown, 18
Quiet masculine high school guy seeking aggressive masculine high school guy.

I really need dick in my mouth and ass so please come through.

I’m getting my tonsils out so I will be unavailable for the month of February.



Softslave4softmaster, 19
I propose a slave of sweetness,
For, you will agree, more than once.
I am in rest of voluptuousness,
And seeks, here, to obtain,
Through kisses,
To mute what imputes us.
Add to this a fellatio so tender,
From this context, we will be able to undo ourselves.
By an unlikely languor,
Grab our phallus to rally,
By mutual agreement.
Alas, penetration is my only brake,
I preserve this jewel, on the confines,
Although I use it to appear,
Stand out from the crowd,
From which, I wounded.



Tall&thin&random, 21
I’m in a relationship with God, but I’ve decided for my sanity that an open relationship is a good idea. That being said, He comes first. Always.

I always was different from the others. Not because I’m a Christian. But because I realized a few years ago that I should have been gay. It took a lot of time to accept, but now I can proudly say that I’m a gay born in the wrong body.

I’m ready for someone to delete my straight brain and exchange it completely with that of a gay, but only a Christian guy I actually know. That means a few coffees first.



10thGradeDropOut, 19
Hi! I am a white kid who lives in Queens. I ran away and dropped out from high school when I was 15 or so, and love getting kidnapped and used by perverted old master’s or in-patient mental hospital workers or by my teachers or people that I live near.

I prefer to be kidnapped for long periods and being hog-chained and cuffed up in the kidnapper’s attic all day and night (and left alone while he is at work) is the best.

I have one black master who regularly kidnaps me and uses me as a piss fuck fist slave white prisoner slut. I’m usually hog-tied or tied and cuffed tight as fuck to a wood chair naked. I have to get rented to other black master’s that come over.

I’ve been a kidnapped slave most of my life since 13 or so. When I was 15 I was kept for 4 years in Long Island by my ex boy friend in his house…. that was fun as fuck!


Anonymous – Feb 10, 2017
This one died September 27, 2016. Suicide.



LandShark, 23
I’m 0-60. I hate it when a MAN takes control. I’m an extreme control freak and very aggressive. I’m having to do hit after hit of ethyl chloride just to able to write this, so GOOD LUCK!



fill_my_ass_with_puppies, 23

I am me, if you do not like me leave.

I do:
Being tied up
Eat shit
Eat vomit
Drink piss
Fucking and sucking
Licking feet and shoes
Being kicked, punched and whipped
Longterm injuries

Nonsex things I like to do that I WON’T DO WITH YOU but you can think about as the flavoring of the body you’re destroying are: playing console, computer, arcade, and tabletop/card games, and going to hookah with friends.


fill_my_ass_with_puppies – Feb 10, 2017
dandyman, let’s find out if we can help each other.

dandyman – Feb 9, 2017
Am looking for a nice life with a cheerful boy who enjoys rough sex and doesn’t make drama because I have had my share of that and I want the sun to shine again.

Smotheru2DEATH – Feb 1, 2017
Wants what my profile name say



dog4ever, 22
I think I was born the wrong being. I strongly believe that I should have been born a dog. You might call me a transspecies or transbeing, if you like to.

I am looking for a realistic life as a dog. Always naked and on all fours, being owned by a man or couple. Outside and/or inside is fine. No human speech ever. Not being seen a human being playing a dog, but being seen as a dog of a special kind of breed.

Dog food is fine. Toilet in a cat’s litter box or outside is preferred. In the course, I will erase my human thinking so that I can only react as a dog, the being I long to become.

Not interested in sex at all, but as being kept as a dog 24/7. If someone comes to visit you who you worry will think you’re crazy, I can stand on my back legs for short times.



WorthlessVictim, 25
I am what it says. I’m just your victim to use destroy and discard.

Get me from my place (Sydney) to your place (anywhere) somehow, use a gun (love guns!) and I will be literally nothing.

Do you want to see what it’s like to force impossible objects in a mouth until the jaws snap apart and the teeth break and fall out and blood and gore pours down a body?

Dude….life is too short. Fuck me up and throw me away. I’m sick of waiting.


WorthlessVictim – Jan 30, 2017
dude quit your blabbing and wanking and fucking hit me up!!!!!

Oldchemguy – Jan 30, 2017
I will decimate your body from head to toe over the course of hours. This isn’t sensual okay. I’m going to destroy you. I’ll rape you ass ignoring my screams, crying, and the blood gushing out of you from forcing everything in my house inside you. I’ll whip and punch and stab and burn you and break your bones until you can’t stand anymore. When you’re permanently on the floor I’ll cave your head in with a steel baseball bat. I’m real — just hiding my face from you for the obvious reasons. There’s a chance you’ll get one if you want what I got. But does it really matter? You’re a hole.



Lost tones of weight now ready to face me destiney to be fucked by everyone who love the young ass

Please have a gym membership and be under 49

Murderers should please stay off my profile..thank you



Hermes_Boy, 21
Let me introduce you to a world of dreams and luxury. I am a very fine, rafinate person, beautiful from head to toe and an adventurous bottom with extremely good taste to delicacy and an amazing quality of life. I have or rather I am an unusual offer that I’m making on a diverse number of apps including this one.

My current boyfriend has decided he is over me. That’s fair enough but, disturbingly, he has decided that his acts of generosity during our relationship are debts that must be reimbursed before we part ways. Thus he is demanding that I repay him 40,000 euros for the gifts and travel expenses and clothes and meals that were required of him to keep me happy during our lengthy tryst.

I have lived and loved with the support of one rich lover after another ever since I reached puberty, and I don’t have a penny to my name, not even a bank account of my own. My iPhone isn’t even mine. I am searching for a new lover with the financial security to make what I will call a 40,000 euro down payment on our future relationship. I promise I will pay you back once we are together with all of the sex and loyalty and eye candy you could ever dream of.

I prefer gentlemen, generous people (physical is not important as long as you are a nice person inside) with a large house in a major city and preferably several vacation homes in different countries or countrysides. I admire successful people with accomplishments in life since, other than what I look like, I have myself very little purpose.


Hermes_Boy – Jan 21, 2017
Hello therespect, thank you. Very honestly there are three reasons for the break up that I am aware of. The main reason is because someone who I thought was my friend secretly sabotaged me behind my back and poisoned my boyfriend’s mind against me with lies then stole him away. Another reason — this was after my boyfriend’s mind was poisoned — because he thinks I will “age badly”. And because I accidentally broke a very expensive vase but it was during sex so it was his fault.

therespect – Jan 20, 2017
I’m smitten and in a position to potentially accept your offer, but first, one burning question. Why did your current boyfriend break up with you?

Hermes_Boy – Jan 16, 2017
I apologize, but you don’t sound like you would have “a large house in a major city and preferably several homes in different countries or countrysides” etc.

larry10cock – Jan 16, 2017
-I put you on you knees, you begging to begg me for you will worship my cock as a porn star girl!

– As farther we go ,I want see you chocking with my cock until you I’ll trow up!!!

– Linking of my feet’s ,you should do it also with asking my permission!

-Bondage and belt punishment to you ,before I fuck!!!

– Enough ….I will can’t stop writing if I’ll say all I want to do to you !! So write me mothefucker!

Hermes_Boy – Jan 15, 2017
What do you have in mind?

larry10cock – Jan 13, 2017
– Got youre cash, you like it ruff ?



SnakeCharmer, 18
I am 18. I want to suck dick. I want to get fucked. But I really want to suck dick. Only thing is I hate genital hair. Must be shaved. If you are, then continue. I want multiple men surrounding me all cumming on me. I want to cum too. I love cum. Please let me.



1master-1slave, 19
Don’t hesitate. A young slave and his master with donjon for hour pleasure.

Young slave like the pain. He search. He does not know what or whom.

Old master like the slave’s pain. He watch. He does not care how or why.



am4real, 20
I’m Felix,
Hung student bottom from Sweden looking for thrills and chills as a rent-a-slave for posh guys only.

I’m not excessively camp or feminine, but if you pick and choose boys based partly on their gender loyalty, I do err on that side of things.

I call myself rent-a-slave and not escort because I prefer being obsessively fussed over in dungeon situations to being a plug on beds.

It’s my first time to go officially rent-a-slave. Before I was an escort looking only for shemale tops but they are all so difficult.

My body is apparently a true beauty because 9 times out of 10 my clients have spent their whole paid hour licking me.

I just spent 6 months slaving around for practice, and my expressiveness when under duress received very positive feedback.
Thank you, dragons.


4thesexy_best – Feb 4, 2017
i don’t have the charisma as almost everyone here has but i have the charisma of having my dick hard for you up all night which a lot of people in here they don’t and they have to use viagra (no offense , i respect evereyone).






hardfucked, 24
I am an artist from Australia here in Berlin only for this month installing my new gallery show.
My friends love me for my sense of taste in aesthetically — as much as for my sense in culinarily — things.
I see sex as a cultural activity if not even as an act of making art outside of traditional art.
If you are Chinese or Malaysian or Oriental, and not obese, I want you to piss on my face.
I am very proud of my face. It’s a great face and it receives piss just as placidly as a canvas accepts paint.
I am not showing my face here because I am a fast rising, buzzed about artist who needs to avoid scandal but ask.
In high school before I was an artist I was voted most likely to get fucked by your dad.


gallantop – Feb 3, 2017
you do realize that all it takes to figure out who you are is to search this month’s Berlin gallery listings for an upcoming show by a young Australian artist. there’s only one, and it took me about 25 seconds to find it.

hardfucked – Jan 26, 2017
nice try ;p

DominickAngel – Jan 16, 2017
when and where is your opening?



Theboy, 20
I will do anything I want it all inside of me it does not matter I love any kind of dick as long as it is inside me I will piss or shit or throw up or anything OMG I LOVE DICK



AnalExpansionFetish, 22
My name is Josh and I’m in my 3rd year of Crop Sciences at University. I’m very much into anal fisting and gaping as much as inhumanly possible. I want to make my anal tunnel so much bigger. My ass lives to be challenged and I live partly to see just how much it can take and how huge it can go. I’m pretty shy in a group of friends but when I’m being fisted by unknown people I become writhing, uninhibited humanoid slop.

Guestbook of AnalExpansionFetish

Anonymous – Feb 23, 2017
That’s a ass before the Lord and these ponies I like you!
Oh how I fist his Vötzelein I jubiliere like a sunshine
Oh how the shocks are deep and hard that pussy fright solidifies
Even from a distance hears me rumble you, push, grind, punch, wide, this fucking ass has many sides
Oh pony and I fishing, let me so always be happy
you defeated me really,his Vötzlein is at war

MAGICMIKE89 – Feb 21, 2017
Unless you’ve never fisted a guy before, the experience is forgettable.

octavianos – Feb 20, 2017
He succeds in making you feel that you have projected your mind into his body and are fisting your own self..

danocle – Feb 5, 2017
ohhhhh what a wonder…..this ass is just the 7 wonder of the world…..opening….welcomming….nice color, beautiful landscape inside….softness…..just nirvana….a trip through a country you nerver can imagine….so marvelous …..so exciting….his ass….i can explain how the miracle…..



MyRectumIsYourCondom, 22
Hi I’m a pretty obnoxious guy, probably unbearable, who always says what he thinks without thinking about the consequences.

On the other side I am the world’s greatest lover to sex without my control. I like to drink until I’m shitbrained then get on all fours and be fucked so hard I fall flat on my face.

I’m currently drunk, nervous and excited and very drunk.



internationalshitwhore, 19
toned twink vodka slut looking to be rewarded for my amazing ass. i would describe myself as being relaxed.



Wonderful_Boy, 19
I just came here for a valid reason repect me as i am please
No lair please
I am Syrian refugee here alone 2 months now, no family, no friend
I look for someone willing to help me out of this rapists site


MOODY sometimes
love to eat any kind of food
I can sing But im not a good singer
Many to mention. ..

I want to be honest, i am hoping that i could find someone here who is serial rapist that has a good heart that want to let me live to them and rape me for years
I am already used to that life, my previous rapist in Syria passed on from leukemia, may his soul Rest In Peace



closeto7, 21
Hey! I don’t exactly look like the kind of person that would be on this site, but I think that men who do are really cute and I’d love to get to know one!



FreshMeat1743, 18
Fresh 18 Year Old Meat.
I’ve been wanting to offer my meat for a while now, since I heard about this way to do that a year ago, and since I’m finally 18, here I am!
I’m Luke by the way.

A bit about the meat;
I’m 18, 6′ tall, size 11 feet, 71/2″ cock, white, blond hair, no body hair, lean/athletic build. Guess the only thing that separates me from most 18 year old lads is that I’m not just meat without knowing, I know I am!

Currently I’m on holiday from Australia, in London staying in a youth hostel visiting family and friends. Since I’m in London, I thought what better place is there to debut my meat than the kink capital of the world?!

Before you think my photos look too professional to be real, no, they show I’m serious! I paid the professional photographer myself, and they are as fresh as me, only a week old. ()

Like most teenage lads I get extremely horny, especially when I’m hungover. So if you want the meat to be tender and pliable, try to tell me 24 hours prior so I can really plontzed the night before.


FreshMeat1743 – Feb 26, 2017
Sorry, I still don’t understand you? I’ve never claimed to be a Rhodes Scholar?

DisobedientBro – Feb 24, 2017
Ok, you characterize yourself as “meat” numerous times. What does one do when offered meat? One doesn’t kiss it or lick it or put your finger or cock in meat, one eats meat and digests it and shits it out. So the natural question that arises when some guy offers himself to you as meat is “you’re saying you want me to eat you, correct?” Frankly, given your insistent self characterization as “meat”, I thought that was foregone conclusion. I asked my question just to double-check.

FreshMeat1743 – Feb 23, 2017
Sorry, I don’t understand your question?

DisobedientBro – Feb 22, 2017
Question- is this whole “meat” business your eccentric way of saying you’re a passive into having your body roughly worshiped or are you looking to be eaten by a cannibal because it’s quite difficult to tell from your profile.



420FORLIEF, 19
420💚 , tv show binger, kitty owner, complete stoner, worthless piece of shit, waste of skin, short attention span, feel whatever about sex like with most everything but cool with having it, would like to start crashing at the house of someone who’s always baked too or at least very cool with 420, the pic is not me, it doesn’t look anything like me.



Frankensteinn, 21
I’m one-quarter Hispanic, please don’t contact if you want white only.
I am a good fit for a Master who wants his slave to be never allowed to speak.
I am a good fit for a Master who does not want to have to explain himself.
I am a good fit for a Master that likes to torment others’ bodies.
I am a good fit for a Master that never forewarns me of whether or not he has showered or stinks.
I am a good fit for a Master that wants to train me to stop pretending I’m human.
I am a good fit for a Master that likes to spit: please use my face.
Please let me know if you have any tips on how I could improve my profile.



ScreamingBoy, 22
I love pain, and have been told that it is apparent.



subintelligent, 20
Human Is not a sex tool i 365 24 7 slave joke

I want Dark Dungedon prison Cruel bullwhipping want

Electronic fisting human toilet torture blood snuff want

I can only be eaten from dog bowls dog food and leaves

Human food is served only the last day

Yes rape dog scat pissing bleeding spit vomit bondage hand foot bullwhipping electric hot wax im maso slave

Heavy bullwhipping cbt pissing hot wax fisting rape dog niddle scat master in bondage hard bullwhipping blood cruel master worship exciting

I slave will completely disconnect you from the outside



victimofsatan2, 19
Hurry while my boyfriend Eric Smith is away at work.
I don’t need to be loved, I’m already loved.



kijk, 24
I played this game once with a Master and we loved it, so thought I would just mention it here incase a Master ever wanted to play. It is a game where it allows the Master to create a list of activities that will be done in a single session. They can be any activities of his choosing from the mildly sexual to raunch and pain to even fatal. The Sir determines how many activities will be in the game and then also how many of that list the faggot piggy is allowed to skip. For example, lets say that there are 10 activities that will be done during the game in the session. Out of that 10 activities slave is allowed to skip 3 of them. Below is how the game is played.

1. After creating a list of activities Master numbers them 1 thru whatever the number of activities is. Faggot piggy then without knowing what the activities are choose a number from that list. For example, lets say the faggot chooses #4. Master then will tell faggot what the activity assigned to #4 is. Faggot must then after hearing it immediatly accept the activity as being one that will occur during that session or use one of his allowed skips and the activity will not be done. This process continues until all the activities have been decided on or until the faggot uses up all his skips. *The fag does not know what activities are in the list until he chooses them, so he may think that items he skips are the nastiest, most painful, or even fatal, but in the end they may actually be the least extreme.

2. Example of an activity that was used in the session I enjoyed is: “Faggot will have 5 glasses of vodka in front of him. In four glasses of vodka there will be one additional body fluid added to them, in the fifth a fatal dose of poison. Faggot will be blindfolded and told to choose three of the glasses that he must by purely drinking the drink be able to identify what the body fluid that was added is. The body fluids that will be included are cum, piss, shit, and blood, and a 5th poisoned glass. The slave can only hope he does not choose the poison. Assuming he doesn’t, for every wrong guess that the faggot makes he will be subjected to 30 minutes of intense, deep, painful anal penetration by an object of Masters choice. If faggot drinks the poison, he will avoid the penetration and be treated kindly by Master until death arrives. Does faggot accept or skip this activity?” Obviously I got lucky.


kijk – Feb 10, 2017
love is too strong a word

XtremeIT – Feb 10, 2017
please tell me your photo means you love to get punched in the face.

kijk – Feb 1, 2017
“kijk” is Dutch for “look”

Xhato-bbk-piss-dirty – Feb 1, 2017
What’s with the racist profile name?!



QuiteScared, 19
I broke up
I am “dans l’air du temps”
I just want to stop crying
Slowly everything 🐷



gay_is_okay, 18
I’m just here to express my support for homosexuals. Respect and diversity for all!




p.s. Hey. ** Tosh Berman, Hey, Tosh. I’ll investigate DJ Black Rabbit. Yeah, Zac and I were quite taken with Kyoto. Oh, there’s this amazing place that makes and sells fresh bread there, but, shit, I can’t remember its name. Nice long visit you get to have there. I would love to hear anything about your time there when and if the mood to share stuff hits you. Have fun! ** Jake, Hi, jake! Thank you very much! ** Dóra Grőber, Hi! Yeah, she’s a terrific writer, the kind of writer whose prose you can get addicted to. You sound great which is great! The audition had to be cancelled because of scheduling stuff, but it’s okay. The meeting with the producer was very useful and kind of stressful. There’s so much to do. Right now we’re trying to find a ‘first assistant’, who will do all the basic work of organizing the shoot, getting props and interior design for the locations and just tons of things, and who we need asap. We should have someone this week. Other than that, just apartment hunting. I saw a possible place. I’m applying for it this morning. Story of my life these days. How did your post-walk, refreshing writing session go? And everything else? ** David Ehrenstein, Hi, David. Yes, indeed, words about words to try and live by. ** Steevee, Hi. Oh, obviously a very different film from the one I thought. Now I start to feel like I vaguely remember it. Huh. I’ll go see if I can find the Harry/Zander duet too, wow. Good luck with the cinematographer. It sounds quite promising. I didn’t see ‘La La Land’, and can’t imagine I ever will, and I only saw about 20 minutes of ‘Moonlight’ — I found its Instagram colorized look kind of unbearable and stopped — but it obviously does seem as though the far, far better (for all kinds of reasons) film won. ** _Black_Acrylic, Hi, Ben. Very glad you liked it. Whoa, Knoydart looks crazy beautiful. Man, that’ll be nice. ** Jeff J, Hi, man. Thank you very, very much for your close attention to and great words about ‘Space War’. I really appreciate it. I’m glad to be reminded of the title of the Gracq novel because I neglected to write it down and want to try to get it. Really enjoyed talking with you too, for sure. And, yes, ha ha, thank you for the needed nudge. My head is a distracted, stressed, stuffed place right now. I’ll get on that. God, me too, about the apartment. I just managed to take a step yesterday that might help, i.e, getting a ‘guarantor’ — someone with money willing to provide financial records and sign an agreement that if anything goes wrong via my rent paying, they will be responsible. Horrible thing to ask of someone, even though I’m quite trustworthy, and maybe that’ll make me less of a pariah to apartment owners, I hope. Parts, you mean actors/roles? We’re getting close. We’re doing a final test on a very promising guy for one of the main roles this weekend. There’s a guy we want for another main role, and he’s into it but may not have a lot of time, so we need to figure out the least amount of time we would need him on the shoot. And, if those two situations work out, there are three or four small roles not yet cast that we will cast in Bas Normandie the next time we go out there. Thanks, Jeff. I hope all is great with you. ** Kier, Hey hey, Kier! Diane Williams is very cool. Thanks a bunch about ‘Space War’. If there had been a gif of you, I would have definitely made you a character in it. Yes, the memorialized guy is my friend John Tuite who was in that running video. He looks different now. I think we’re going to have him take some selfies and maybe use some photos of him when he was younger. We want him to be just some random young guy and not the famous model he plays for his job. I’ll send you some photos soon, and we’ll talk. Zac is figuring out what kind of notrebook would be good for you to use. My astrological sign is Capricorn. Yeah, whenever I’ve looked up what a Capricorn is supposed to be like, it does mostly seem really like me, it’s weird. Oh, hm, can you give me one extra day for the writing prompt? My head is scrambled this morning ‘cos I have three very stressful things I have to do the minute I launch this post. But I can shoot you a cool one tomorrow, if that’s okay, I promise. The apartment mess occupies two of the very stressful things I just mentioned, so, yeah. I really need to get that sorted out because the film stuff is starting to get very busy and preoccupying. Have a super lovely day, pal! ** New Juche, Hi. Yeah, probably best to wait on the address. If I find an apartment, or, I mean when, the move might happen pretty quickly. Re: KP and Apichat, I think KP, who’s a giant fan, just wrote to him and offered to do any kind of book he was interested in doing, and, miraculously, he said yes. He’s supposedly putting something together right now while he’s in South America doing prep for his new film, which I guess he’ll be shooting in SA. ** Misanthrope, Hi, G-ster. Cool. Oh, LCTG is in your grubby paws now! I’ll do that tornado search today, thank you. And I’ll pass that along to Kiddiepunk, who, as you probably know, is incredibly obsessed with tornadoes. Matt Klein … let me do a quick check. Hold on. Oh, right, I’ve seen him. Yeah, I definitely see the appeal. I kind of like Jessie Montgomery, who’s kind of in the same ‘looks’ range. ** Sypha, Hi, James. Oh, no, prob. I sure know how busyness works at the moment. Ha ha, thank you a lot about ‘Space War’. Yeah, because I’ve read so little sci-fi, I wouldn’t know how to begin to write in that genre but since I dig movies and games and stuff in that realm, I felt comfortable enough to dip a toe in the appropriate gifs. I remember that Sypha Nadon project. I’m going to go listen to that again. MIDI rules! ** Moss Angel Horse, Hi! Welcome to here, and thank you a lot for being here. Your book looks really amazing. And Blake Butler likes it. Very cool. I definitely would love a copy and would be ultra-grateful for it. The problem is I’ll be moving to a new apartment soon, and I’m kind of between usable mailing addresses. If it’s not too much trouble, if you could check back in with me in the next couple of weeks, I might, if I’m lucky, have a new usable address by then. Worse comes to worse, I’ll just order the book. Thank you very much! It’s great to meet you, and I’m excited to get to know your work. ** Okay. It’s aleady the last day of the month because February is weird, so spend the month’s finality doing the slaves thing, thank you. See you tomorrow.

Spotlight on … Diane Williams Vicky Swanky Is a Beauty (2012)


‘Diane Williams’ collection of stories, Vicky Swanky Is a Beauty, is a slender volume, whose small width, girth, and abundant white space would lure even the most timid reader. Weary of long-term commitments? By all appearances, Williams’s book beckons and says enter. Come sit with stories that begin halfway down the page and run over to the next, and seldom stretch beyond that. The author greets the reader before the stories begin, not with a quote to demonstrate erudition, but rather with a signal that all’s clear: “Perfectly safe; go ahead.”

‘This is the first hint that something is off kilter. If you abide by the tropes of American horror film, this is the cue to shut the cover and run for the hills. But, of course, from a reader’s perspective, the implication that things may get hairy only heightens the intrigue. Williams’ book, like her stories, aren’t obvious. Had she written, “Danger ahead!” her point would be overstated. Instead we’re given the hint that we’re entering territory where the ground might unexpectedly shift, where anything might occur.

‘Williams’ stories are sly little creatures who thrive in domestic settings; they are fixated on food, fucks, illness, and death, and the peculiarities of social interaction. The characters who inhabit these stories often appear curiously, media res. Introductions include a woman admitting she’s fallen in love with her neighbor, a mother accusing her daughter of thinking herself a do-gooder, a crestfallen man searching for a better belt buckle, a woman seeking the services of a man with a habit of sharpening knives. And while these acts sound fairly insignificant when rattled off like this in a list, in Williams’ stories the significance of each action is anchored and amplified. That neighbor? Neither woman can get his penis to do anything. “Do-gooder” becomes a slur in the mother’s mouth. The man who sharpens knives? Despite his humility (about the superior state of his lawn), and his kindness (leaving Band-aids with the knives he services), he dies. With these contortions, Williams reveals the essential strangeness in the the everyday.

‘Getting one’s nails done or running into a recently divorced acquaintance at the grocery store provide windows that open to a larger world of human desire, disappointment, and misunderstanding. The recent divorcee is recognized with delay — “They had been the Crossticks!” — the narrator suddenly realizes, as if she’d know him in an instant, if he were with his wife. The encounters are estranged from their everyday backdrops, and this perspective sears through habituation. It’s a wake-up call to the way we accrue so many details that blunt our recognition of the peculiarities of existence. In life we often hit cruise control to make sure we arrive at to our next destination. This might make us more functional human beings, but it also dulls our perception.

‘We can’t escape eccentricity, but we can become habituated to it, which is one of Michael Martone’s points in his introductory essay to Not Normal, Illinois, a collection edited by Martone that features stories written by native midwesterners, including Rikki Ducornet, Laird Hunt, Ander Monson, Deb Olin Unferth, Steve Tomasula, and Diane Williams. How bizarre that the state of Illinois, and specifically a city named Normal, home to Illinois State University, has been such a hotbed of experimental and avant-garde fiction. Both The Dalkey Archive and FC2 presses have at some point called Normal home. David Foster Wallace taught at Illinois State, and former FC2 managing director Curtis White still does. Is this merely happenstance? Martone says no, and pinpoints this prolific outpouring as a distinctly regional reaction to the “normalcy” of midwestern culture. He states, “The midwesterners have been normal for so long that it seems normal that they are this way, and the details of normalcy, the construction of what is normal, becomes so, well, normal as to be a cunning transparent disguise. These stories are designed, then, to defamiliarize us to us. By design, they are made to make you see, really see, the things you take for granted all the time for the very first time again.”

‘Diane Williams is definitely an author who, as a good Russian Formalist might say, defamiliarizes. Her stories are distorted mirrors of domesticity, not because they skew the world but because they provide a magnified lens through which we can see what’s always been present but generally escapes notice. This happens quite literally, in the story “This Has to Be the Best.” The narrator goes to a sex shop, greets a familiar saleswoman, but the saleswoman exclaims, “I have never seen you before in my life!” The narrator dismisses this lack of recognition as a result of poor lighting. Does she truly not look herself? Does the saleswoman suffer from prosopagnosia? Is there some ulterior motive? We’re left to wonder. And yet, we’ve all been on one side of this kind of interaction, either failing to remember a face, or encountering an acquaintance who has no recollection of meeting us before.

‘Williams is also masterful at orchestrating exquisite contrasts, such as in the story “Glee.” If one forgets for a moment the popular television show, the title conjures good feeling, and begins: “We have a drink of coffee and a Danish and it has this, what we call — grandmother cough-up — a bright yellow filling. The project is to resurrect glee. This is the explicit reason I get on a bus and go to an area where I do this and have a black coffee.” It’s not joy, but glee that the narrator has lost and seeks to recapture, by way of coffee and a danish with custard like cough-up and conversation with this friend. Williams strings words in a way that thrills the ear. The syntactic play within the sentences shouldn’t be underestimated in providing their own form of readerly delight. Here the sentence riffs on the repetition of the hard “e” combined with the resonance of coffee and cough-up. And yet disgust is served alongside this happiness, a joyful meeting over grandmother’s cough-up?

‘Such specificity brings forth abstracted feelings. When the narrator in “Glee” later turns on the television, and watches a show where a suitor proposes marriage and is turned down, the narrator thinks, “when something momentous occurs, I am glad to say there is a sense of crisis.” The sense of catharsis received from watching someone else’s staged tragedy heightens a sense that something of significance is occurring even if this isn’t the case, and Williams captures this sentiment oh so succinctly. As readers we are twice removed, making this a meta-commentary on the role that stories play in our own lives.

‘Throughout Vicky Swanky Is a Beauty, there’s a pervasive fear of disappearance and self-ablation; a character fears being forgotten, a daughter and husband disappear, and yet another character cancels her own appearance. We exit, however, with an awareness of Williams’ authorial wand waving over the dark linguistic matter as she acts as the conduit through which these words and images appear: “The star! The cross! The Square! A single sign shows the tendency. Can people avoid disaster? Yes. I leave my readers to draw their own conclusions.” Williams’ endings often leave the reader with more questions than conclusions, and yet it’s this openness that allows her stories to inhabit dimensions of experience far vaster than their petite packaging would suggest. Even without the cameo appearances by the character “Diane Williams,” it’s unlikely that anyone who’s attempted to tease apart a handful of Williams’ stories will forget her linguistic precision, the ways she whittles sentences into solid gems, or her wonderfully strange way of seeing.’ — Anne K. Yoder, The Millions



Diane Williams @ goodreads
Book Notes – Diane Williams – “Vicky Swanky Is a Beauty” @ largehearted boy
How to read Vicky Swanky: A Baffled Person’s Guide to Diane Williams
A Dreamy Look: A Review of Diane Williams’s Vicky Swanky Is a Beauty
Queen of the Liminal
Five Very Short Stories by Diane Williams
Three Stories by Diane Williams
Diane Williams interviewed @ Dalkey Archive
Misunderstandings in miniature
“Beauty, Love and Vanity Itself”
Now Find a Free Mind: A Brief Interview with Diane Williams
WITCHCRAFT TODAY, by Diane Williams
THE BEAUTY AND THE BAT, by Diane Williams
The L Mag Questionnaire for Writer Types: Diane Williams
A fine look at love by Diane Williams
Pathos: Diane Williams
Buy ‘Vicky Swanky Is a Beauty’



Diane Williams @ Franklin Park Reading Series

Celebrating NOON’s 15th anniversary




THE WHITE REVIEW — How do you strike a balance between capturing the freedom of the spoken sentence while honing the craft of writing a sentence?

DIANE WILLIAMS — Often the spoken sentence is filled with remarkable poetry. This is especially the case if the speaker is passionate about her subject. One is lucky to have access to a trove of voices – to listen in to oneself and to others during these inspired moments and to remember! More often, I must manufacture text. And that is the task of being a writer – composition.

THE WHITE REVIEW — This intimacy between the words in the sentences you create is most definitely present, but your characters’ pursuit of intimacy is persistently challenged and subverted. What does intimacy mean to you?

DIANE WILLIAMS — The pursuit of intimacy is relatively hopeless in life and is also dangerous. But, I think in literature, as in all art, there is the opportunity to be deeply in life. I am always dreaming of the ideal fiction. In this free realm any subject can be addressed. Shame must not intrude.

THE WHITE REVIEW — Many of your characters feel as though they can’t necessarily fully express themselves, alienated in these domestic settings that you put them in.

DIANE WILLIAMS — You’re right, it’s exhausting to mask and to mute ourselves.

THE WHITE REVIEW — Most of your stories are based in domestic locations – what’s so attractive about such a setting?

DIANE WILLIAMS — I am usually in a domestic setting – sitting here doing my work. I should get out more. It’s also my own insufficiency; I’m not good with maps or finding my way around. I guess I reside in my mind most of the time – it’s just my temperament.

THE WHITE REVIEW — There is a line from a story in SOME SEXUAL SUCCESS STORIES – ‘This is when Nature itself has been stripped bare of its cosy personality and we all feel homeless in our own natures as well.’ I think this accurately summarises one of the prevailing aspects of your stories: despite most of the action being set in domestic spaces most of the time, your subjects never feel quite ‘at home’.

DIANE WILLIAMS — I don’t think I’d be happy if I were clear about everything that ends up on the page. I’d like to get beyond what I know as far as I can. I have a sentimental idea of home – it’s friendly and familiar. In my fiction I like to provide some mystery, a place to meditate, where I might be nearing a new insight, if in fact I haven’t reached it.

THE WHITE REVIEW — Infidelity is a recurring theme in your stories – particularly in the novella ON SEXUAL STRENGTH – and I find it interesting that in ‘Adultery’, Laura Kipnis says, ‘It means imagining – as adulterers so often do – that you can do it differently, that you can engineer through sheer will, a different moral and affective universe.’

DIANE WILLIAMS — Infidelity has been an inescapable subject for me. The fantasy of security is difficult to relinquish, as are the notions of invincibility and recklessness.

THE WHITE REVIEW — The physical movements, positioning and intricacies of the culturally and morally assumed ‘private parts’ of the body are frequently explored in your stories – bowel movements, vaginas that can talk, dogs wearing condoms, penises that women wish were in them all of the time. What draws you to these details?

DIANE WILLIAMS — I write about what I can’t speak about.

THE WHITE REVIEW — There is a recurring fluidity between objects and subjects in your stories that I am very interested in – husbands going through the laundry to find their wives, children needing to be chopped down like branches from a tree and clouds being full of pride. How do you view these relationships in your stories?

DIANE WILLIAMS — You’re right, there is blurring. I remember very early in life going forward toward a chair like this easy chair (she pats the chair she is sitting on), putting my face into it, and embracing it, and getting the kind of consolation that a person might expect in a parent’s embrace – my chair, my mother. The confusion prevails in our speech, too – I have to get my coffee. I want my mother. People and things are being scrambled. My mind’s quite messy.

THE WHITE REVIEW — In some of your stories you also turn to dogs and animals, the best example being the stories ‘The Dog’, followed by ‘The Man’. What kind of role do animals play in your stories?

DIANE WILLIAMS — Well, I may not know too much about that. I like those two stories you cite very much, and have often read the pair of them publicly. I did have a dear pet when I was girl… I admired him so much – his out-sized zest and craziness that I didn’t see advanced by anyone else.

THE WHITE REVIEW — Does consumer culture have an influence on how you present the subject to the reader?

DIANE WILLIAMS — Yes, but I wouldn’t want to imply that the influence is entirely negative. Objects can save us. I might need a certain trinket, for instance, and it may save me for a day, a month… Objects obviously have power.

THE WHITE REVIEW — How do you feel about this sense of ‘zooming out’, this acknowledgement of the bigger picture, the world outside the characters’ window? How important is it to you to create a sense of elsewhere?

DIANE WILLIAMS — I’d like to go back and forth in time and place and thought – to change perspectives, but, nonetheless, maintain coherence. I try.

THE WHITE REVIEW — Use of the negative also creates the sense of a bigger picture. By listing aspects that are not present the reader is forced to imagine these aspects existing elsewhere – just not where we are right now. Would you say that a presence of absence is integral to your stories?

DIANE WILLIAMS — This is and was a tactic of mine, to refute or to undo the given. Let’s just see what this is like.

THE WHITE REVIEW — Where does your fascination with language, particularly rhyme, stem from and what do you think it achieves?

DIANE WILLIAMS — What it achieves? It’s pleasurable. It’s human nature, I think, to enjoy echoes and refrains.

THE WHITE REVIEW — You often use idiomatic phrasing in your stories, for example, ‘for all intents and purposes’, ‘I’m going to give credit where credit is due’, ‘I lay no claim’. Can you tell me a little more about this fascination with habitual language?

DIANE WILLIAMS — Ah, clichés. I try to be vigilant, to police for these. I hope there’s a fresh context, when they invade. On the other hand such phrases as ‘let me tell you’ and ‘at any rate’ and ‘at length she’… I love these. While moving along new terrain, it’s nice to have comforting pauses along the way and to hear a kind voice – ‘Don’t worry. I think you’ve been here before. You’ll be able to manage.’

THE WHITE REVIEW — How important is it for you to make yourself known as the writer in your stories?

DIANE WILLIAMS — If I introduce my own name, this raises the stakes for me, causes a shudder. It’s frightening. Fright can be very productive. I work harder.

THE WHITE REVIEW — For a more experimental writer such as yourself, how do you find the current literary climate in America?

DIANE WILLIAMS — Marketers, sadly, need categories. I never use the term ‘experimental.’ I hate it. Literary art needs a more substantial welcome and protection in contemporary America. I founded the fiction annual NOON in 2000 to support serious writers. NOON is now flourishing and I am delighted.



Diane Williams Vicky Swanky Is a Beauty

‘In Vicky Swanky Is a Beauty, Diane Williams lays bare the urgency and weariness that shape our lives in stories honed sharper than ever. With sentences auguring revelation and explosion, Williams’s unsettling stories—a cryptic meeting between neighbors, a woman’s sexual worries, a graveside discussion, a chimney on fire—are narrated with razor-sharp tongues and naked, uproarious irreverence.

‘These fifty stories hum with tension, each one so taut that it threatens to snap and send the whole thing sprawling—the mess and desire, the absurdity and hilarity, the bruises and bleeding, the blushes and disappointments and secrets. An audacious, unruly tour de force, Vicky Swanky Is a Beauty cements Diane Williams’ position as one of the best practitioners of the short form in literature today.’ — McSweeneys




It was too early to fuck. This is such a disappointment, so I drank the milk. I finished the milk quickly, and then took a low dosage of the tea—tipping tea out of pot. I lit a lamp, shoved my lips up, nearly blushed in the company of myself.

With this sort of blow to my existence I thought of an unrealistic plan of such charm and such honesty—if you don’t mind my saying so, as it were.

If you will, I am very unpleasant, frankly. Delmore and Constantine know how unpleasant I am. End my ways? Is it change my ways?

Pretty serious balloons were on the floor and stuck behind the divan and through the window I saw a belt of trees.

I readied the table to take it back up the stairs. I normally display figurines on it—a bear holding a staff; a man holding a house; a man holding a house standing on another man he’s vanquished—you know, how birds sit on each other.

Constantine—one of the finest men I’ll ever know—walked in my direction like a duck who’s wrung himself out. My recommendation to the duck would have been—don’t fly alone and why fly so high. Do the other ducks know you’re out here on your own? Do you even know where the other fucks are? Are you looking for the other fucks?

Constantine told me he wanted to repay me for my loving care.



Women were not a major ingredient in my thinking at that time.

She was blonde, very small, and if I remember right she had big breasts. Uh, Arthur was sleeping on a couch in the living room so I can imagine there was traipsing going on. Mother had her bedroom next to the kitchen. The girl had to go through the apartment in order to get to the bathroom.
I spent the night on the stairs, not dozing off.

She was a bankrupt.

As for me, I could have put more into this. Mother wants her sons to get ahead.

It must have been very soon after that that Mother said, “Ohhhh, Ka-a-a-a-a-y!”

We loved Kay better than we loved our mother. But by glancing back, as I approach middle age, the scale of things quite slowly, calmly, becomes a peep-show.

And everybody had to share. And there was a sliding glass door into the breakfast nook—so there was a curtain over it.

I met with some success. I took a job as a chemical mix-man—to store, order, and prepare wet and dry chemicals.

O Kay!

I’m only warming up. Most of my work is routine labor. There’s an element of physical danger. It is not easy to have this job. I’m not the outdoors type.

Today I got the temperature level too high in the chemical levels in the glass plate processing room and had to get buckets of ice.
Sometimes I’m over a barrel—my wife and I agree.

To get anywhere in my life at this time!—rather, to get anywhere near my wife at this time!—that can take days. I have to go through the kitchen, the laundry—I have to go through hell! Not entirely true.

I ate by myself.

I went to our bedroom with a glass of water for her in the hopes of hearing her cheery cry.

She’s so warm—she’s kind and she’ll likely say, “Hi!”

Her hands were folded behind her head. She whispered, modestly.

This will pep me up.

From all outward appearances, there was substantial risk for lack of concentration, overenthusiastic response, unrealistic desires, emotional craving, weak discipline, pettiness, a tendency to show off, and temporary stops to take a breath.



“You think you are a do-gooder,” Mother said, “don’t you? You’re a do-gooder.”

After a minute, no more, a newcomer looked toward me, a toddler with her mother, I’d bet.

“These type of people,” Mother said.

“See that large bird?” I said.

“I don’t know,” Mother said.

The toddler acted as if she knew me.

It’s so interesting when a little person is so clearly distinguished. I can tell—by the superciliary arches above her eyes, the ultra-tiny hands. I regard this visitant as unreal.



The guest’s only wish is to see anyone who looks like Betsy, to put his hands around this Betsy’s waist, on her breasts. He’s just lost a Betsy. He followed Betsy.

In front of Betsy, who supports on her knees her dinner dish, you can see the guest approach.

“You got your supper?” he says, “Betsy?”

And Betsy says, “Who’s that in the purple shirt?”

“That’s not purple. You say purple?” says the guest.

“What color would you say that is?” says Betsy.

“That’s magenta.”

“I have to look that up. Magenta!” says Betsy.

“That’s magenta,” says the guest.

“That’s lavender,” says another woman who’s a better Betsy.



At the cinema I watched closely the camels, the horses, the young actor taking his stance for the sexual act.

He started up with a pretty girl we had a general view of.

I felt the girl’s pallor stick into me.

Another girl, in pink swirls alternating with yellow swirls, intruded.

The girls were like the women who will one day have to have round-the-clock duty at weddings, at birthdays, at days for the feasts.

Unaccountably, I hesitated on the last step of the cinema’s escalator when we were on our way out, and several persons bumped into me.

An ugly day today—I didn’t mention that, with fifty mile per hour winds.

But here is one of the more fortunate facts: We were Mr. and Mrs. Gray heading home.

It has been said—the doors of a house should always swing into a room. They should open easily to give the impression to those entering that everything experienced inside will be just as easy.

A servant girl was whipping something up when we arrived, and she carried around the bowl with her head bowed.

We’ve been told not to grab at breasts.

Before leaving for Indiana in the morning—where I had to clean up arrangements for a convention—I stood near my wife to hear her speak. So, who is she and what can I expect further from her?

What she did, what she said in the next days, weeks and years, addresses the questions Americans are insistently, even obsessively asking—but what sorts of pains in the neck have I got?

Please forgive our confusion and our failures. We make our petitions—say our prayers. It’s like our falling against a wall, in a sense.

On a recent day, my wife gave me a new scarf to wear as a present. It’s chrome green. Her mother Della, on that same day, had helped her to adjust to her hatred of me.

I’d have to say, I’ve given my wife a few very pleasant shocks, too.




p.s. Hey. ** Steevee, Hi. Thank you about the apartment thing. Me too, Jesus. I definitely need to get rid of the snowballing stress and time consuming home hunt asap. Nice about the potential cinematographer. Do you know and like her work? Excellent about Chris! Fingers crossed, man. Huh, ‘Rock and Rule’. There’s a movie about to open here called ‘Rock and Roll’, but I think it’s something else unless Johnny Holliday has a huge part in the one you’re talking about. I’ll look for the ‘Rule one. If Robin Zander’s in it, that’s a draw for me. No, I don’t know that Disney book, but, yes, you’re right about it seeming to exist within my alley. I’ll investigate. Thanks very much for the tip. ** Nick Toti, Hi, Nick. Great, thank you so much! If you have any questions or anything in the meantime, obviously just ask. Thanks a lot about the GIF work. I appreciate it! ** David Ehrenstein, Ha ha, thank you! ** Tosh Berman, Hi, T. Oh, man, you’re in Japan! Envy city. Why are you in Kyoto in particular? Such a lovely city. ‘The Ventriloquists Convention’ is playing in Kyoto and Tokyo in May, and I’m hoping I’ll be able to go, but I fear Zac and I will be headlong into editing our film at that time. Enjoy everything! ** H, Hi, h. Oh, thank you very much! Yes, the apartment search continues ever more frantically. I’m looking at a yet another place this morning. I do like Julien Grace, yes. Funny, Jeff Jackson and I talked about him just the other day as he’s about to start a Gracq novel, I can’t remember which one. I’ve been in the mood to read another book by him lately. Interesting. I find Virginie Despentes’ work interesting, yes. I know her writing better than I know her films. I wasn’t crazy about the film ‘Baise-moi’, but I liked the novel pretty well. I think the only other film by her I’ve seen is ‘Mutantes (Féminisme Porno Punk)’, which I remember being sort of impressed by. ** Dóra Grőber, Hi, Dóra! Thanks about the the gif work, pal! The actor we want to play Tim wants to do it, but he’s not sure if he can spare the time away from school. We’re meeting with our producer today to try to begin to figure out the exact shooting schedule so we can figure out exctly how long we would need Tim to be there. He would be one of the main characters, so he would need to be there a while. I hope we can make it work. We really want him to play the part. Like I think I said, we wrote the part for him. Organizing the shoot is very complicated, yes, wow. Yay, so exciting about the the ease and force of your writing on the future book! That’s like the best feeling ever. I guess it’s not a big surprise that the first meeting felt like a shaky preface. It’s natural. All of the participants’ pleasure with how it went is why it will grow productively. Cool! My weekend was okay. A bunch of work and progress on the film with Zac. We have auditions and a meeting with the producer today. And I used the weekend to do a bit of chilling, which I need. Had a great Skype with my old friend Lee whom I reconnected with recently, and talked a bunch with my writer/artist/model friend John who’s staying at my LA apartment off and on. There’s a scene in Zac’s and my film were one of the characters comes across one of those spontaneous shrines people build on the street at the spot where someone died, and John is going to ‘play’ the young guy who’s being memorialized, so we were figuring out that too. Good enough weekend. I hope Monday continues your current streak of excellent days. Did it, and how? ** _Black_Acrylic, Thanks Ben. Really nice and interesting of you to say. I had to make a pointed decision about whether to keep ET out of my trailer or not, and I went for no ET. I think a good idea. Too loaded. I love your young drawing of ET. Awesome! ** New Juche, Hi, Joe. Thanks about the gif work, and ha ha. Oh, well, then I sure wish I could see your talk(s). Super interesting. I loved ‘Cemetery of Splendour’ a lot. I’m a big fan of his work. Kiddiepunk is in the early stages of doing a book with him, which is obviouskly very exciting. Postal address: If you can send it straight away, my current address will work. It’s Dennis Cooper, 32 rue St. Antoine, #8, 75004, Paris, France. Thank you, man! ** Jon Reiss, Hey, Jon! How great to see you! Very interesting. Yeah, the Gosch story/thing is fascinating. I did a post about that here ages ago that I should restore. I’m really looking forward to your book! That’s really exciting! I hope everything is great with you! Hugs from Paris. ** Misanthrope, Hi, G. Thanks, man. I think you’re right about that one gif, cool. Glad you’re better, duh. Wow about the tornado! That’s crazy! I’m going to see if there are any videos or anything. Obviously very happy that Mother Nature avoided you. ** MANCY, Hi, Steven! Oh, thank you so much for saying that. Honestly I was thinking about that way in which they formed a whole, or going for that kind of connectiveness, so that’s really heartening and reassuring to hear. I think it’s true that as I become more comfortable with the exacting kind of construction that the gif works require, and more playful as a result, they more clearly connect with my written fiction, so, again, I’m so happy you saw that. You made my day, my friend! How are you? What’s going on? ** James Nulick, Hi, James. That’s funny, I was just talking kind of about what you’re saying about the advancing in the gif works with MANCY. Yes, I think you’re right, and I’m very happy that you saw that. Cool. Thank you! Christ, man, you are in a rough patch with death. What an amazing and emotionally rich/intense story about your friend. At least you have your amazing abilities as a scribe to process and make terrible beauty of the situation. I’m so sorry. Thank you for sharing that, James. It went so incredibly not to waste. Love, me. ** Bernard, Ha, thank you. I agree with you 100% about recent ‘serious’ sci-fi. I haven’t seen ‘Arrival’ yet, but I thought ‘The Martian’ and ‘Interstellar’, for instance, were utterly gruesome. ** Kyler, Hi, K. Thanks, man. 800 pages of almost anything is too much of almost anything. ‘The Brothers Karamazov’! Well, if nothing else, you’ll be reading a fuck of an excellent writer working his magic. At least there’s that, even if you don’t finish the trek. Thanks too about the apartment stuff. It’s kind of dire, but it has to work out because there’s literally no other choice. ** Right. I focused on the wonderful Diane Williams today, and I hope you find stuff of pleasureable use therein. See you tomorrow.

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