ONE HOUR OF TELEVISION LIVES

i am thrilled to finally announce that YEAR OF THE LIQUIDATOR, a new press by face-melters blake butler and shane jones, will be releasing my first book, ONE HOUR OF TELEVISION, in october of this year.

you can read an excerpt at the site, and preorder for a highly reasonable $10, if you like.

i still think this is really important.

aaron carter.



let's talk about him. let's have a real, genuine, in-person and face-to-face conversation about aaron carter. let's rap. let's debate. let's open up the floodgates and let the words flow.



let's pull up a chair and just start chatting, naturally, like it came to us right then, in that moment: aaron carter. let's brew some tea while the talk is warming up. that way the two things can warm up together. aaron carter and the tea.



let's get passionate, but not too crazy, so we can still discuss aaron carter articulately. let's welcome newcomers to the kitchen, and let them stand there for a minute, in the doorway, listening, and then let's clue them in as to where we are, currently, re: aaron carter. if they have something to say, let's listen respectfully, as if they'd been with us in the kitchen, talking about aaron carter, the whole time.

WIKIKILL

reading THE WAY THROUGH DOORS, FLET, WITTGENSTEIN'S MISTRESS, and SYNESTHESIA, a new manuscript by my main man jordaan mason, simultaneously. mmm my brain is butter.

i get paid monthly so there is always a little going crazy with the books. first victim: evenson's BABY LEG. it will always be hot, so get it.

moving in september means getting rid of some of these paper bitches. i see you, THE CORRECTIONS, sitting on the very bottom of the 40 books on my night table. i see you, THE CORRECTIONS, who sucked.

there are many good things in the pipeline and i can't get restarted until they come. plus i probably have leukemia, so it's not my fault.

my coworker doesn't like the way i eat blueberries but i think it's fine.