11.13.2009
11.12.2009
11.11.2009
11.10.2009
11.09.2009
11.08.2009
11.07.2009
Super pleased, yeah, super excited, just super effing happy to announce Kristina Wright has selected my story, "Big, Bad Wolf" for inclusion in . . .
. . . her upcoming anthology, Fairytale Lust, published by Cleis Press and available next spring (I'm pretty certain.) Go, Wolf, go! I love you!
11.06.2009
I Write for Revenge Against Reality
Question:
Why do I go on writing, seeing the continuing anguish of the act, the dissatisfaction I feel toward most results?
Flannery O' Conner said it best: "I write because I don't know what I think until I read what I say."
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I write out of a desire for revenge against reality, to destroy forever the stuttering powerless child I once was, to gain love and attention that silenced child never had, to allay the dissatisfaction I still have with myself, to be something other than what I am. I write out of hate, out of desire for revenge against all the men who have oppressed and humiliated me.
. . .
I write because in the act of creation there comes that mysterious, abundant sense of being both parent and child; I am giving birth to an Other and simultaneously being reborn as child in the playground of creation.
from "I Write for Revenge Against Reality" by Francine de Plessix Gray
Why do I go on writing, seeing the continuing anguish of the act, the dissatisfaction I feel toward most results?
Flannery O' Conner said it best: "I write because I don't know what I think until I read what I say."
*
I write out of a desire for revenge against reality, to destroy forever the stuttering powerless child I once was, to gain love and attention that silenced child never had, to allay the dissatisfaction I still have with myself, to be something other than what I am. I write out of hate, out of desire for revenge against all the men who have oppressed and humiliated me.
. . .
I write because in the act of creation there comes that mysterious, abundant sense of being both parent and child; I am giving birth to an Other and simultaneously being reborn as child in the playground of creation.
from "I Write for Revenge Against Reality" by Francine de Plessix Gray
11.01.2009
10.29.2009
Minus the Cock
My brother shows up with a gun then says, "Don't worry, it's not loaded." So here I am afraid of men again like always. Afraid of their carelessness, their bravado and violence, the way they guilt me into submission. Not to worry. I'll clean all the shit from the cat box. Who am I to judge your lifestyle? Men have the privilege, not to be confused with selfishness or quitting; they walk away. How lightly men treat my son, as if he is of no consequence. You already know my son will forgive you. I'd gladly suffocate every one of you in your sleep.
