Let’s be serious here for a moment. Darrell B. Grayson’s chapbook, Holman’s House, was just published on The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature website. His southern legitimacy statement and his poetry are well worth taking a look at — even if you don’t “like poetry” — because it reads like a series of stories. [...]
Flannery came into the Center sporting a worried look and nasty black eye. “Don’t say a word, Farquart… and don’t laugh. Yes, yes… I was sleepwalking again. Fell off the fire escape right onto the hood of a 1974 Ford F-150 truck. Hurt like a sumbitch. Velma’s truck. Dented the hood like someone smacked a [...]
Just like Scott McClellan, this blog must strive toward achieving message discipline (as quoted from Jan. 24th “Daily Show”). So, as soon as Stephen Cobert is over, more words will appear here and henceforth on a 24 hour rotating basis.
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Friends and foe alike are asking the same question. Why go from writing to 3-D mixed media art? This question, more often than not, is accompanied by inquiries into the absence of Spencer and Dear Margaret Montgomery from Mental Kudzu.
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Today there are answers. Tomorrow will be the question and answer period. The lecture will last [...]
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“Oh goodness! My, my… my. Will you just look at this?” Mr Pimpleton speaks with great agitation to the county sheriff’s deputy, a woman whose name is, unfortunately, Agatha Christoph. She stands, notebook ready, pen poised above the paper, waiting for Mr. Pimpleton to give her any evidence he might recall about the vandalism incident.
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He [...]
Young Master Asmuthen arrives two days early at the Spatulate Center. He is here to oversee the installation of the two art d’objects donated by his grandmother, Madam Edna Louise Montgomery who is also (by weird co-inky-dink) a great-aunt-twice-removed on his mother’s side to Spencer Montgomery but he is yet to find out that fact. [...]
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“NO! yOu MuSt NOt aLigN tHOse tWo ITems In ThAT MaNNer!” Flannagan Wilder arrives at The Spatulate Center quite ruffled and discombobbled. (readers should note: FeW aLwaYs SpEAks ZNE)
Mr. Pimpleton handles the news calmly. He’s quite busy this morning, what with the recent arrival of the Monster Book Exhibit from Pittsburgh’s Schenley Farms Museum. “FeW, [...]
