Grey Fox in the Twilight of the World
Savannah in the Grocery Store
Blading the Dog Goddess
Madison the Human Being
Haven't You Even Been ListeningJames the Healer
violence and dads
Wolverine and healing
Akira Kurosawa and the barely receding mists
Mathieu Kassovitz and the Indomitable Gaul
Miranda July and homeliness
bullying and crying
Kelly Reichardt and entropy
the magic hour and Tree of Life trailer
Growing up, my dad professed his love for us at least hourly, supported us all unconditionally in each of our endeavors, hugged and fed us. I’m certain his proudest accomplishment in this life is his success in giving each of his children a childhood very different than his own. Now grown and more familiar with how patterns of abuse work, I am not entirely clear how he managed to do this.
"The healing process, normally so slow and hard to render visually, has inspired varied and often beautiful interpretations from artists drawing Wolverine comics over the years, piling up endless new and striking takes on the lyricism of bullet holes that close in minutes, lacerations and puncture wounds knitting before eyes, burns smoothing, disease retreating, even just his goofy haircut growing back after a fire, and all of this perfectly tempered by pain.”
I wrote about getting hit by a car, healing, and the death of Wolverine for Nailed Magazine.
Olympian religion is essentially a religion of the successful, comfortable, and healthy ruling-class. The downtrodden peasant, harassed by the necessities of keeping body and soul together in a naturally unfruitful land, crippled by debt and social injustice, asked something very different of his gods: the Olympians bore a discouraging resemblance to his oppressors.
— Roger Packman Hinks, Myth and Allegory in Ancient Art
As Marcus has noted, in the Dead Girl Show ‘the story will be over before it begins’; there can be no redemption for the Dead Girl, but it is available to the person who is solving her murder. Just as for the murderers, for the detectives in True Detective and Twin Peaks, the victim’s body is a neutral arena on which to work out male problems.
And I thought how many happy, satisfied people really do exist in this world! And what a powerful force they are! Just take a look at this life of ours and you will see the arrogance and idleness of the strong, the ignorance and bestiality of the weak. Everywhere there’s unspeakable poverty, overcrowding, degeneracy, drunkenness and stupid lies … and yet peace and quiet reign.
— Anton Chekov, ”Gooseberries”
"They drank and smoked and played the piano and bragged of their decades-old exploits, reminiscing easily about a west coast before I-5, before California Route 1, even … or the Spanish Mission Trail. They claimed to recall impossible things, the gold rush and the Wiyot Massacre, priests knelt praying in the frothing waves, before there were palm trees."
My short story Franklin is up on Alternating Current’s Go Read Your Lunch week.