Over at The Rumpus, Lincoln and I slowly unfold the next chapter of our hyena’s continuing struggle.
At JMWW, I have a couple more atrocities. I really like the section that John Madera curating. Includes a bunch of my favorites: David Peak, Zumas & Dipierro, and Ken Sparling.
Amy is going to educate women in Bangladesh. She is saying to farewell to our fair country. This reading will be al fresco, and New York is in the middle of the mildest July we’ve had in years. Come sit atop the soft pebbles of Unnameable Books backyard, have a drink, and Sara, Amy, and I will read you some stories.
Lincoln and I just finished our first full color, Sunday-style Animals in Midlife Crises. This one looks at the material jealousy of hermit crabs.
The new Animals in Midlife Crises went up at The Rumpus a few days ago. This one asks the questions: “Is there such thing as too many nuts?” The other news over at The Rumpus is that they’ve added Tony Millionaire to the comics page. You’ll be able to read his Maakies strip there (beside AIMC) every week.
(Next up: Lincoln and I contribute our first full-color Sunday-style strip.)
-with or without Four Loko. Which in its fully taurinated caffeinated form is supposedly hard to come by, but it does seem that everyone has a stash. Lincoln Michel at one point had a stash, and he was doling it out at the last GIGANTIC party. The next party, which is on Friday, May 20 (and which I will also be reading at), has not promised any Four Loko. But, considering the Gigantic track record, you never know. The other problem is Four Loko is disgusting, and, if you’re anything like me, you don’t even want to drink it anyway.
This party will be fun – with readers, but in a minimum impact sort of way. Most of the reading can be done the day after the party with your crisp, still dry issue of the magazine.
My friend Edward Mullany just acted as the OB on my newest atrocity “Guilt” at his Matchbook site. I love reading that site – the editors invite authors to comment on short pieces that they’ve written (which is something I’d like to see more of), so I’m particularly glad to be a part of it.
I’m the caboose on the Melissa Broder curated Doolittle reading this Sunday at Cakeshop. I got “Gouge Away.” Let me put it this way: if you were made of ice cream, what the hell else would you do to yourself?
The Promise Ring has already covered this one, btw. So I’m not even acting like I’m the first.
New Animals in Midlife Crises up at The Rumpus. This one looks at the aging sloth.
