review a book, get another book which you could also review, i don't know, this shit could go on forever

up at corduroy books is a generous, engaged review by weston cutter. thanks weston.

you should review my book too. know why? well, 'cause i'm gonna send you a free book, dummy!

courtesy of calamari press' liquidation sale, i currently have an extra copy of miranda mellis' THE REVISIONIST, peter markus' GOOD, BROTHER, james wagner's THE FALSE SUN RECORDINGS, and david ohle's MOTORMAN.

so if you're feeling foxy, post a review of ONE HOUR OF TELEVISION, link to it in the comments section, lemme know which book you want, and shoot me your address so's i can mail it out quick-like.

you can interpret 'review' however you like, and, of course, you are not obligated to have positive thoughts or be nice or whatever.

NO PARENTS, NO RULES.

zapped

no brown for me this year. i will have to admire brian evenson's beard from afar. wasn't expecting anything, of course, as i ain't have a whole lot of an undergrad degree, but the fact that there was precedent gave me just a tiny shit-smudge of hope.

trying to decide that it's for the best. i mean, even the thought of loans on top of my loans makes my spine bend. but what now? obviously grad school doesn't guarantee you a job you're probably fucking your own ear if you even think about picking up a pencil etc., but at least i would've had the illusion of some kind of career path.

plus, my mom. oh god, my mom.

(sorry, mom. as long as your third child doesn't burn out as hard as the first two, we'll still be able to put you in a home when the time comes.)

i am shoot the moon & you can too

this is obviously just a really good idea. derek makes probably the most beautiful books and also seems like just a completely swell guy. plus, all those excuses keeping you from having all of 3rd bed to hold to yourself forever and forever? gone. killed.

blood blister

stoked! dennis cooper lists ONE HOUR OF TELEVISION as one of his top 15 fictions of 2009. thanks, dennis.

also, the lovely and generous j.a. tyler interviewed shane, blake and i and reviewed the book at the rumble. thanks, j.a.

also, i just finished BOONS & THE CAMP by david ohle, whose insides are as beautiful and fucked as its outsides. you should get it.

down is the new up

they're here. they're here beautifulling up my head:






blake and shane are the loveliest. i feel newish.

hyyyype

it's a promo video, dummy.

love fuck

"To read One Hour of Television is to flip channels between a 50’s science film on the joys of nuclear prowess and a heist-driven road movie set in a late-imperialist apocalypse. In Born’s hands, all social code is a recipe for deadpan horror. Strained domestic tableaus are intimately wedded to carpet bombings and crowd control, and our best chances at intimacy arrive via gruesome medical emergencies. This book is in revolt against language as an anesthesia machine. It's in revolt against an empire in which any vote you cast necessarily ends up as a vote for genocide." - Lara Glenum, author of Maximum Gaga

"One Hour of Television's recurring headwounds make an apt symbol for the work as a whole; urgent and insistent, the oozing gauze on an otherwise lovely skull. Would that all flash fiction be this deadly." - Amelia Gray, author of AM/PM

PREORDER HERE, if you wanna.