‘And I am writing here at the moment when my mother no longer recognizes me, and at which, though still capable of speaking or articulating, a little, she no longer calls me and for her and therefore for the rest of her life, I no longer have a name, that is what is happening, and…

Here’s part one of an essay I wrote about Michel Houellebecq: For all the noise and hullabaloo his fiction has generated in person Michel Houellebecq is, somewhat ironically, a rather quiet and unassuming individual who shuffles awkwardly into and out of crowded rooms surrounded by plumes of blue/grey cigarette smoke bellowing from his nostrils in…

So, I was asked by Steve to be the ‘Writer in Residence’ this month here at Necessary Fiction, which I consider to be quite an honour. If I understand things correctly, I’ve been given carte blanche at this blog so I’ll pretty much be writing about . . . well, anything that enters my head.…

Thanks to Steve and to all of you who have been reading this month at Necessary Fiction. I enjoyed the opportunity to share some of my work with you — and would have posted more this last week were it not for the unwelcome intervention of a car door on my right middle finger. I’m…

The middle finger of my right hand was nearly cut off Monday by a sliding car door. This has curtailed my activities, as it literally pains me to post. It has however been a sort of awakening experience. I hope to flesh out a few days of the month tomorrow. In the meantime, let me…

But wait, there’s more. Read all of Kind of Blue online. I just realized that the original online publisher of the work, the Frame Journal of Art and Technology, which his been history for a while, appears to have lost a part of their archive. This is sad, but good that I realized it —…

Date: Wed, 26 Jun 2002 13:43:09 Subject: Want to have sex? From: susannenbreone@aol.com To: skipvskip@hotmail.com Skip, Upon reflection and reconsideration, I think that some of my earlier comments to you were harsh. Also, thank you for the way that you’ve studiously ignored me at Starbucks. Your nervous schoolboy’s awkward dash into the bathroom this morning…

Date: Wed, 26 Jun 2002 10:06:50 Subject: From the Unemployment Notebook From: simonsaysthis@omphalos.com To: skipvskip@hotmail.com [for Skip] [certain recent passages torn from my palmtop notebook] DVD RENTAL #1 From Hell (2000) An adaptation of the Jack the Ripper Story by the Hughes Brothers starring Johnny Depp **** An orgy of blood and research. The Hughes…

Date: Wed, 26 Jun 2002 08:01:01 Subject: Recv’d From: skipvskip@hotmail.com To: freddyfingers@treemail.com Fred, I got your telegram yesterday, and it is singing to me now. I expect a Hermetic day of messengering lies ahead. Skip

Date: Tue, 25 Jun 2002 17:44:16 Subject: Cease and Desist From: reginespersonal@hotmail.com To: susannenbreone@aol.com Susanne, Thanks for the poetry lessons. We had a thing, that’s all. I have no desire for a further relationship with you. Please be dignified, and stop, get on with your life. During the time that you’ve been apparently despondent with…

Date: Tue, 25 Jun 2002 02:08:40 Subject: Jealous From: susannenbreone@aol.com To: reginespersonal@hotmail.com Regino, Every time the tortuous thought comes to mind that I will nevermore see the lady I will always mourn, my memory dredges up such grief swelling within my heart, that I must ask, “Why linger here, my soul? The torments you will…