Wednesday, 30 September 2009

seventree for

Wet Orchid,

We are of the Byron great romance corporation. In future years we will smile on card in hands of women wanted for some sexual pillowfighting.

I have a room in Hong Kong. I light cigarettes on the toaster and burn my hands. There are holes through my knuckles.

You can buy chunks of plastic and scream into them here. An Indian man held my hands and promised his buttonrod would complete me. It made noises and I shivered. There are never fireworks here, if there were I would not see them, my eyes are plastic (also).

Marry me here, sincere, everything. This monument testament needle of cross section correlation everyone in the world is here, chewing coffee and drinking opium. You are not here, but your delegates spend the shirts of the babes pushed from vaginas you nursed birth through to millenium! Dance! 2000 years of vaginas!

In Hong Kong a man can pay for amputation of his arms should he find such torture arousing. A man, cassette, he paid me sugar to tear holes in his legs and bite his neck. Sugar high robbery! Policing is wearing iron boots and keeping your hands inside of your trousers.

See

wun hundrid twelf

“The city was dirt and smoke, my eyes would fill and decay upon leaving the castle. I found no beauty. Know what I found?”
“What?” Hesper whispered.
“Vaginas. A lot of Vaginas. A lot of Vaginas talking about themselves. All I wanted was to sit at the foot of mountains. I would draw them onto flat walls and sleep beside them. Sometimes I would make papier mache mountains from bamboo teepees covered with glue and paper. I would make them big enough to sleep in and thin enough to burn beautiful when the blackness hurt”

Saturday, 26 September 2009

Numbers game baby

Yesterday, the christians who were handing out water late at night on the cheltenham high street said:

"We dont want to argue, we just want to bless you"

Retrospectively we should have replied "us neither, lets do sex" or something but instead we sort of muttered "thats gay man" and walked away.

I will send a copy of Fences to the first person email brooksben@hotmail.co.uk
I am bored
I am watching a thing about a bear ranger in nevada
which makes me think of jamie iredell

Does anyone know why I cant paste embed video codes into here? like only half of the code comes out.

I owe copies of Fences to people. Giles Ruffer I remember. If you are someone I owe one too please email me so I dont forget. Thanks yo.

Wednesday, 23 September 2009

26783

Just sent a funk (fat chunk) of new novel to DECOMP. LOOK AT ME WRITING A NEW NOVEL WITH ALL THE sexualenergy of THE WIND or other NATURAL THINGS! BLAKE BUTLER IS GETTING FAMOUS! I WOULD RATHER BE NAKED! I AM NOT NAKED! I AM HUNGRY THOUGH! OR THIRSTY! SOMETIMES ITS HARD TO TELL THE DIFFERENCE!


Monday, 21 September 2009

Egoism


On Saturday we went to a richgirl party and two boys (blue polo shirt, white polo shirt) said that Oscar (red hooded sweatshirt) looked like Noel Fielding (not present) so they wanted a picture taken with me (black hooded sweatshirt, white stripes) and him.

Wednesday, 16 September 2009

There is mud on your nose and my hands are inside of my pockets


Fences is now officially "out". You can get it here. I guess that people who have pre-ordered it will be getting it soon. The free gifts will come separately I think. brooksben@hotmail.co.uk
if you want to send me hot pictures of yourself in return for a copy.


Thursday, 10 September 2009

They drink in temple corners

Like maybe we clothe them in sun. They could be quakers. We can kiss their knees and let them sit on our backs. Pouring water into the cracks of their dustskulls. If you tear down telephone masts then they will not have to sow grow reap coffee so that it can be drunk and you will be wishkissed with the energy to stare at a computer and make them grow something else. They should have a costa.

You could sell cakes and use the money to visit them and shake their hands and take pictures and put the pictures on the internet. If you are at school you may take a year out for the “opportunity of a lifetime” before university. You may pay me £3000 and then I will let you shake their hands and kiss their cheeks. Then you can go get drunk at Oxford and they can roll in mud.

My third book will be published in spring/summer next year by Fugue State Press. For now you can go and pre-order FENCES HERE.

Little girls who care. I have to go work now.

Monday, 7 September 2009

Strictly Business

That book has recently swallowed everything. Black Magic Woman Zero Point Negro, by Irivers. Its out on Fugue State Press. Im not going to try to sell it to anyone. The book wont sell. It steadfastedly refuses to be sold. I think they sold like 1 or 2 copies. It is beautiful. It is sprawling. It is relentless infatuation and confused desperation. It is a readable finnegans wake. Compare it to everything. This book is nothing. The characters are beautiful; cloud moon, fire worm, white phoenix. They are dead ends. My favourite part of the book is near the start, where the train stops and there are rains and everyone sleeps. Dont buy this book. You probably wont like it. It is more beautiful than any arrangement I could make from your stupid features.

EXCERPT HERE
MYSTERIOUS INTERVIEW AND REVIEW HERE

In other news blah blah blah. I have been writing a lot of shit.

CHRIS EAST CONSIDERS MAKING AN AUDIO BOOK OF FENCES!

SAM PINK TALKS FENCES ON HTMLGIANT!

FENCES JOINS GOODREADS!

FENCES IS AVAILABLE FOR REVIEW ON GENTLY READ LITERATURE!

SASHA FLETCHER JOINS ML PRESS NOVEL LINE-UP WITH MOLLY GAUDRY AND BEN BROOKS!

WORLD IGNORES SHANE JONES!

SHANE JONES IGNORES WORLD!

CRISPIN BEST IN GUSTAF!

TAO LINS NEW BOOK FEATURES GHOST MICE!

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