Willie Smith is deeply ashamed of being human. His work celebrates this horror. He has been published by Exquisite Corpse, Pindeldyboz, Cherry Bleeds, The 2nd Hand, Semantikon, and countless other places. His novel, Oedipus Cadet was published by Black Heron Press. Read excerpts and short stories here and here and here and here and many other places. It’s hard to find his
You can come to view I’m Still Here any number of ways. One is the way I viewed it: with little knowledge of the premise or the scandal or the reports about its legitimacy from entertainment news. You can view this film with tons of knowledge on the subject of Joaquin Phoenix, of his film
The writer and critic Terry Castle–described by the late Susan Sontag as “the most expressive, most enlightening literary critic at large today”- has taught at Stanford University since 1983. Her scholarly interests include eighteenth-century British fiction, the Gothic novel, Jane Austen, the First World War, English art and culture of the 1920s and 1930s, autobiography
First thing: If you haven’t seen the above video clip, drop whatever you’re doing and watch it right now. The thing has taken up permanent residence in my mind ever since I first saw it a few days ago, and rarely a minute goes by in which somewhere deep in my skull the phrases “Fuckin
AWP was big and shiny, smelled like a cinnamon roll, and filled with a whole lot of writers. The ratio of those with glasses to those without glasses was considerably higher than it is in the general population. Denver is clean (by Tucson standards) and the liquor there is expensive (again, also by Tucson standards).