“A nation without storytellers is a nation at the mercy of the narrative of its government, its corporations or its church, and history tells us what happens in all of these cases.”
via Rise from the ashes.
“A nation without storytellers is a nation at the mercy of the narrative of its government, its corporations or its church, and history tells us what happens in all of these cases.”
via Rise from the ashes.
I ran across this note in the Sunday Tribune:
And was immediately reminded of this piece by Flann O’Brien:
Can it be only a matter of time before a book of delicious baby recipes is born?
In an attempt to curb my caffeine intake, I’ve started making coffee with this thing, so I have one cup at a time instead of one pot at a time. Anyway, I finally figured out how to make delicious brew with it.
PRO TIP: Dampen the coffee grounds at the tap before adding hot water. So much more flavor comes out this way.

From the website:
Last year, 2010, your support of DOGZPLOT / ACHILLES CHAPBOOKS / PAPER HERO PRESS helped take us all across the U.S.A. with stops in New York City, Brooklyn, Buffalo, Baltimore, D.C., Philadelphia, Denver, Chicago, and everywhere in between.
This year we plan to visit even more cities and publish even more titles, beginning with the DOGZPLOT 2011 FLASH FICTION ANTHOLOGY, BEN TANZER’s, THIS AMERICAN LIFE, and COREY MESLER’s, THE NARCOLEPTIC THERAPIST. We plan on reading and exhibiting with our editors and authors all across the MIDWEST this year, with stops in Toledo, Ann Arbor, Chicago, Iowa City, and several cities in between.
Additionally, this summer, we will also feature the release of DOGZPLOT editor, BARRY GRAHAM’s novel NOTHING OR NEXT TO NOTHING.
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From The Writer’s Almanac for 5 October:
It’s the birthday of the avant-garde novelist who wrote under the name Flann O’Brien, (books by this author) born Brian O’Nolan in Strabane, Ireland (1911). He worked as a civil servant, and he was always impeccably dressed and was a very productive worker, so no one guessed that he was working on one of the strangest novels of the 20th century. That novel was At Swim-Two-Birds (1939). It has three beginnings and three endings and the three different strands run alongside each other for the length of the book. It only sold about 200 copies when it first came out, but some of the most prestigious writers in Europe got their hands on those first 200 copies, and it’s believed that At Swim-Two-Birds was the last novel that James Joyce ever read. The book has since come to be regarded as a masterpiece of experimental fiction.
My buddy’s brother Joe is making his first full-length feature film, Master of Inventions, a comedy about the world’s worst inventor. AND FOR JUST $20 YOU CAN PRE-ORDER THE DVD AND TELL ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS THAT YOU’RE AN EXECUTIVE PRODUCER WHILE THEY AWKWARDLY BASK IN YOUR GLORY!
If I still haven’t sold you, first watch this totally Non-Bon Jovi scene here, and after you donate, celebrate by watching one of Joe’s shorts, like Wheelchair Werewolf and Scatterbrained!:
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I know that Sun and Moon only look the same size because
While the sun is 40,000 times bigger the moon is 40,000 times closer; and
I know that the moon cannot self-illuminate because
It’s just a big, dumb rock reflecting sunlight; but I also know that
All day, they chase each other, like jealous lovers, and
All night, they chase each other, like jealous lovers.