Gifts for the children of 2010

I dont think i promoted Fences very well. I think i held it and smiled then led it in one of those baby coffins and ate it.

I still have copies.

Do i owe them to anyone?

I thought of a potentially fun thing to do with them. If anyone knows someone who they think would maybe like it then send me their address and I will send them a copy. Like a secret gift. We will have to work out a way of ensuring they dont send it back, like maybe writing "name name, this was definitely meant for you. dont try to return it."

This feels very Paulo Cohelo.

SPANISH MAN CHANGING LIVES

WARNING I think the book contains lots of swearing. So dont submit your nan. This is the reason my nan hasnt read the book. She tried to read it once. She wouldnt give it back. I had to sort of pin her back against the chair and wrestle it from her. I dont think it would count as fighting.

More new years resolutions:
-flirt with the dog.
-flirt with the koi.
-flirt with crispin best.
-flirt with a toddler.
-flirt with a friends mum.
-flirt with an elderly woman at a museum.
-flirt with the asian man at the petrol station.
-flirt with my feet.



Also I am writing a new book. I have had 3-4 false starts. Some of them got quite far. I like some of them. I might come back to them.
Here are some of the ones that got titled:
-All The Blind Dogs, like 8,000 words or something
-Red Sex, 16,000 words
-From the Peonies, 14,000 words
-Hungry Trees In Lower Saxony, 11,000 words.
-Huojin Xu's Incrimination in a Boat Boy's the Vandalism of the Moon, 4,000 words

If I put them together that would make a short novel.

Here are bits i like from each:

-All The Blind Dogs
" My temples are river banks. My palms are an estuary. Us, bare on this bed. It's still early Katyushka. Your legs are wealth. The sky is fragmanted atrament, hunks of failure blue and sunless. You want sun and I will stand outside the window frame, grow bonfire in the bough of my arms. You want paint and I will cough it into puddles at your feet."


-Red Sex

"I am writing to congratulate you on your recent acquisition, a foetus!"

-From the Peonies

"I didn't really like any of this."

-Hungry Trees In Lower Saxony

"Wolf hasnt washed for days. He only moves to take passages from the concrete fields. His skin is covered in transcriptions.

The girl has said when I wake, the earth turns somersaults.

The boy has said there is an ocean in my chest, my heart drowns.

I take the cubs down to river where they wash each other and I watch them. I hoover their youth. It tastes of sugar and rain."

I might finish that one.


-Huojin Xu's Incrimination in a Boat Boy's Vandalism of the Moon

" When little Huojin Xu stole the key to his father's Kuti, he found a white moon missing a hand-shaped slice from its centre. The rotting hut at our garden's end is no place for a moon, Huojin Xu thought. Especially one engaged in such naked dance with vast lavender sky. Especially one using the Bohai Sea as a mirror in which to pine it's loss. Especially one which brings with it severe blackness as thick as hot honey."

I feel good about the book I am writing now. It is called "The Ocean Box". It seems like a "real book" or something. I will be confused when it is finished, about what to do.