February 2012
65 posts
dennisdubay asked: No, it wasn't me. But guess what ... I'M BACKKKKKK.
Anonymous asked: so no more convo because I'm not Dennis? would've been fun ..oh well. Oh I really like your writing, I highly identify myself with it.
Anonymous asked: aren't most of the great's assholes though?
Anonymous asked: Are you a Bukowski fan?
ramblngwmn asked: What is your favourite quote?
Anonymous asked: Any advice for getting out of a sex karma slump?
Anonymous asked: What movie are you living?
andgoliath asked: You seem incredibly truthful and courageous. There's always a reason for why we do what we do or turned out the way we have: how'd you get to think the way you do, why do you write about the dirty gritty shit, why do you write and what do you think is essential for a writer?
Anonymous asked: Do you prefer men or women?
Anonymous asked: Your hot... ;) Wanna give me your cell number?
Anonymous asked: Ever fantasized being with another man?
claritea asked: do you think your parents gendered you when you were younger? where do you go when the world gets to be too much? what advice would you give to someone who wants to leave their hometown and go explore the universe?
theunsluttyalleycat asked: What's the first thing you reach for in the morning?
Home recovering from a brutal week. Ask me... →
"She was worth a stare. She was trouble.": RES... →
californoir:
I was around 3 in the afternoon when I woke up in Vegas. Thick blooded from swallowing Valium and whiskey until the morning, it was a struggle to sit up. I just wanted to go back to sleep. The bed was warm and the afternoon sun was beginning to cast shadows from the casinos. It would only be a…
Killing Charlemagne: one if by land... - thoughts... →
killingcharlemagne:
I have crossed the Atlantic. Often avoiding potshots off inch thick glass while freon fails and Redding sings. There always an argument over whose version held more impact. Me breathless, ‘Cooke lacked the soul.’ Let’s call this an exception, when I wait on baggage claims for something of the late…
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Fucked-up Barney and his shitty cigar box
Bobby is eighteen years old and stands less than six feet tall but already he is pushing 260 pounds. His co-workers at “Bag-in-a-Bag” show him no mercy. “Junkies ain’t supposed to be fat.” “That boy’s addicted to Ho-Hos.” Months earlier, Little Mike had christened him “Fucked-up Barney,” on account of his weight and the faded purple...
"She was worth a stare. She was trouble.": THE... →
californoir:
Sergio Alcalde, printed on a prescription bottle dated from 2008, corners peeling with age. He holds the bottle to the light, a myriad of blue and white pills rattling. “Be careful, Shea.” He puts $100 on the table. His fiend twitch coming on strong. “What’s in there?” “That’s not my name…
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friends and lovers: Red strings →
claritea:
The stoplight was broken at the intersection of Grand and Fuller. The radio static strumming Guster and Black Crows into a head bandaged from lack of sleep. My eyes connected lazily with a strangers from across the fog lit street and I swear, in this moment, I was bound to the memories of where I…
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Anonymous asked: I want to fuck you. But how?
ckburch asked: What called you to writing? Were there any particular authors or books that influenced your need to write?
Anonymous asked: What's your favorite kind of sex?
Anonymous asked: Are you really as lonely as you seem to be all the time?
toenterintothesebonds asked: Criminality... hence your GDSP prompt ;) Have you already done your version of Noir?
Anonymous asked: Your current obsession?
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The Vagabond King: Runt →
tweexcore asked: Favorite books? Recommended books?
Ask me anything. Make it good. →
"She was worth a stare. She was trouble.": The... →
californoir:
The last days of my spirit journey, when we rode the motorcycle up Pacific Coast Highway to Santa Barbara. How I clung to you as we roared by the waves and I gave the peace sign to an old couple with a Vietnam Veteran stickers on an old white Buick. It was cold and we drank coffee walking up State…
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Fort Hancock, Sandy Hook
A few minutes from where I live sits an abandoned fort on the beach. I like to go there in the winter, when the residue of tanning oil and fruity frozen drinks gives way to the first nor’ easter, and nothing remains but the reluctant smiles of fisherman; their smoky mouths washed with coffee and beer.
I don’t know how many years the fort has been there—long enough to have...
Anonymous asked: Hemingway/Fitzgerald/Faulkner Of the three, who would you fuck, who would you marry, and who would you kill, and why?
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This is why I can't have nice things.
I obliterate the years and miles between us like so many shots of whiskey until the voice I hear in my head like a nursery laugh spoiled by cigarettes is reduced to hot breath that smells faintly of cock and salted tears rolling down my back as I bare my teeth and press an eager mouth to your cunt because on nights like this the possibility of you is simply more than I can bear.
"She was worth a stare. She was trouble.":... →
californoir:
The day after Valentine’s, June’s mother writes him a letter: “Darling, please do not practise auto-erotic asphysxiation. It is very dangerous. I know what it’s like to be a young person discovering the world, but I have found people who practise S&M lack something in their life.” His mother…
Damn, girl.
The Kindle version of my book, Trash and... →
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Trash and Vaudeville Giveaway
My collection of short stories,Trash and Vaudeville, is now available for the Kindle and will be FREE all day tomorrow, February 17th. It’s filled with gritty prose about the beautiful losers that fall through the cracks, and includes some great artwork by Eliza Gauger, Molly Peck, David N. Seelig, and Katie West.
The Kindle version is available here.
If you prefer the paperback...
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New Projects
I’m trying to devote more time to completing my novel, so I won’t be posting as many short stories on the blog as I have in the past. I am thinking of posting excerpts of the new novel as it progresses, although I’m not sure if there’s really much interest in that.
I will continue posting episodes of Merry Goes Bang: A Neverending Story About Strippers and Guns. Click on...
Bonnie and Clyde--because sometimes dying together...
(from FBI archive—photographer unknown)
Their love burned bright and furious, extinguished not by them but by those that stood against them. Rock on, Bonnie. Rock on, Clyde.
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Crimson Kimono (a repost for Valentine's Day)
You sat on the sofa in your crimson kimono, drinking coffee while you read the Sunday paper. I was on the floor with a copy of John Fante’s My Dog Stupid, reading aloud the funniest passages. It didn’t matter to me that you weren’t really listening, just that you were there, offering an occasional smile in recognition.
Your robe was lazily tied, revealing a narrow trail of...
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Waiting to cop
Kenny stands on the sidewalk across the street from Laundromat, his lean frame propped up against the wall. It is, as Kenny often imagines himself to be, covered in graffiti. He has a talent for disappearing into the background, as if his body were made of brick and mortar, and covered with spray paint and pasted flyers for hardcore shows. He has stood there, motionless, for more than an...
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dubiousmerchant asked: I used 'policy' facetiously. And I know your stories aren't wholly erotic in nature. I was just curious as to why some people might write under a pseudonym. In retrospect, asking someone who doesn't was a pretty fucking dumb way to go about it. Thanks for the leads, though—I'm into storytellers and I'm always up for more.
the-peony asked: are the stories in your book inspired by true events?
dubiousmerchant asked: What's the policy on publishing erotic stories under a pen name? I see you don't do that, but do you know anyone who does? Do you have any insights on why they do so?