Category Archives: Love and/or hate

All this GOP stuff is such a scary joke, isn’t it. Makes me kind of depressed. I know that’s an understatement. But I was reading what Meryl Streep said about how these nutjobs have hijacked the conservative party in the … Continue reading →

Man, this will rock your socks off: … Whistles in the night forebode the telling murmur, a half-sea dread regal as the perch of bottled urgency whose natal settings cast in a single stanza left to graze the stagnant meat … Continue reading →

I’m loving the idea of dropping Inks into the stores. Big box of black books in the back of the bat mobile. It just feels right. I’m meeting some great folks—like Meaghan and Mark from Shearer’s on Norton—people who don’t … Continue reading →

Of course I love it. I wrote the introduction! I only hope I did it justice. A great selection of stories from the sometimes grubby, always fearless, subtly pyrotechnical Jerry Wilson. Like ‘Little Apocalypse,’ one of my favorites in the … Continue reading →

For  a class I’m taking on The Oresteia, I’m loving the Furies, the  most ancient of the Greek goddess, from the age of Titans. Born from the  blood of Uranus when his son, Chronos, chopped off his penis…  basically vengeful … Continue reading →