in memoriam

Jul. 6th, 2008 06:25 pm
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Thomas Disch apparently died a suicide on the 4th.

He was a fine writer and a fascinating man. It was a privilege to talk with him on Livejournal after years of reading him, back to my childhood.

He'd been through a lot in his last years and was often a terribly bitter and angry man. It's not surprising that he left this way, just very sad.
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It's 0432 and I haven't slept. This is almost entirely my fault for the luxurious and gin-fueled nap I had too late in the day.

So of course I've been Wikipeding. I was looking at information about actors, because I remembered [livejournal.com profile] hyniof pointing out years ago that David Lynch cast the antagonists from West Side Story as antagonists in Twin Peaks, and sure enough it's Richard Beymer and Russ Tamblyn.

This reminded me of Amber Tamblyn, and of a "literary magazine" I saw at the B&N recently. Don't remember the name of the thing, but it was very glossy and hip. It billed itself as some kind of "community project" and the front matter was touchy-feely and sweet in a way that reminded me of eTarded ravers.

And among its writers was Ms. Tamblyn, who also considers herself a poet. She's not.

Also, the magazine had a picture of an anonymous pretty girl on the cover, which isn't typical for literary magazines. For a moment I thought about submitting a William Carlos Williams poem and seeing if they noticed, but snark is a lot of work sometimes so I just had a Fatburger and went home.

I also read a lot of pages about Tolkien stuff on the Wikipedia and was too tired to correct typos. This reminds me that back in the day when I was an L.A. music lizard, Exene of X had this husband post John who was a poet or something. He'd show up at clubs and I think I saw him read, not sure. He was sort of annoying but mildly, and he had an unforgettably Scandihoovian name. And then I forgot all about the guy until he popped up as Aragorn in the film version of The Lord of the Rings and suddenly that weird Viggo poet person from the club scene was the object of 15-year-old-girl lust and mountains of slashfic. Now that's just plain strange.

Similarly it's weird when I hear Gary Calamar on the radio because he managed this band who were friends of mine in my early 20s and kinda hung out with us and had been the manager of the Licorice Pizza record store where they'd all worked. So he was Gary, that nice guy who was always doing something or other musical, and now he's some kind of media presence. I bet he'd write better poetry than Amber or Viggo, too.

Maybe I should try sleeping again! Let's see how that works.
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I didn't like Vonnegut.

He had one good book in him (Slaughterhouse-Five) and then he kept writing it again. Norman Mailer had a similar trajectory. The war, then The Naked and the Dead, followed by celebrity and admiration and a string of terrible books. Vonnegut had good ideas after that, but not very good books. He's a bad influence on other writers, and he was a bad influence on himself in the same way. That self-important, nearly echolalic fairy-tale storytelling style never varied. Reading Vonnegut never felt like hearing a story; it was more like being backed into a corner at a cocktail party by the man himself while he told his too-familiar stories yet again.

Like Tom Robbins and John irving, Kurt Vonnegut wrote young adult novels that were sold to grown-ups. Like other counterculture heroes and hippie gurus, he was an unmoveable conservative who never changed his style or his message. And like the Grateful Dead, he had armies of fans who would never doubt him.

I've felt this way about Vonnegut for a long time. There's been more violent opposition to this opinion is than most of my tiresome and admittedly annoying political and philosophical ideas or even my macaroni & cheese recipe. I have lost two "LJ Friends" over Vonnegut and I shouldn't talk books with some of my friends in case The Topic comes up.

I can't say so for sure, but I think Vonnegut himself tired of being a sacred object.
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Hello from Amazon.com.

We are pleased to report that the following item will ship
sooner than expected:

Thomas Pynchon "Untitled Thomas Pynchon" [Hardcover]

Availability: This title will be released on November 21, 2006.
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A Soldier's Declaration

I am making this statement as an act of willful defiance of military authority, because I believe that the war is being deliberately prolonged by those who have the power to end it.

I am a soldier, convinced that I am acting on behalf of soldiers. I believe that this war, upon which I entered as a war of defense and liberation, has now become a war of aggression and conquest. I believe that the purpose for which I and my fellow-soldiers entered upon this war should have been so clearly stated as to have made it impossible to change them, and that, had this been done, the objects which actuated us would now be attainable by negotiation.

I have seen and endured the sufferings of the troops, and I can no longer be a party to prolong these sufferings for ends which I believe to be evil and unjust.

I am not protesting against the conduct of the war, but against the political errors and insincerities for which the fighting men are being sacrificed. On behalf of those who are suffering now I make this protest against the deception which is being practiced on them; also I believe that I may help to destroy the callous complacence which the majority of those at home regard the continuance of agonies which they do not share, and which they have not sufficient imagination to realize.


— Siegfried Sassoon, July 1917.

ripples

Apr. 9th, 2006 02:19 pm
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One of my dad's former students and a family friend is Marti Leimbach. She has been a successful novelist since the MFA program, with one of those kaboom debuts. Her first novel was Dying Young, which was not only a very good book but was made into a movie, causing fame and money, etc. (The book is way better than the movie for anyone who only knows the latter.)

Looks like she's going to make another big dent with her newest, Daniel Isn't Talking. It's really great to see Dad's friends and students doing so well. Thirteen years after his death, you can see the effect of teaching and mentoring continue.
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Stanislaw Lem is dead.

He was an underrated and overlooked genius; it's not hyperbole to call him the Polish Borges. His body of work included some of the funniest and most inventive science fiction, mysteries, other novels, and essays. He wrote about space exploration, the horrors of war, the mathematical patterns of life, and the insides of our very strange brains.

I would give my left nut to write like him.

lem


http://www.lem.pl/cyberiadinfo/english/main.htm official site
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stanislaw_Lem
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ENTIRE LITERARY ESTABLISHMENT TAKEN IN BY SOCK PUPPET

I've seen people beg for money, lie, and make outrageous claims of things like HIV infection before and get away with it. On internet forums. And not for very long.

Apparently you can take this act big-time if you're a couple of aging hipsters who want to get into the "music world" and meet famous people.

These people should be given scrofula and then sent to live in Pahrump, NV in a trailer for life.

Joan.

Jul. 25th, 2005 02:52 pm
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Joan Didion is taken to task here.

When she isn't telling us all about her childhood in the California white-shoe aristocracy or orating about the extreme importance of the events of the 1960s as experienced by privileged college kids, Joan takes time out to give moral instruction to the lesser classes. She's Gore Vidal without the humor, or Lewis Lapham without his pithy talent for the short sweet essay. She writes with a heavy didactic tone and a dramatic sweep; the heroic novelist/journalist is always on the scene of tremendous events with her trenchant and outraged prose. Her typical gesture is to detail some nasty business in politics that's very well-known and then draw herself up to her full height and say "What everyone seems to have forgotten, and only I can testify to, is..."

For the last ten years, since she moved away from California, she's been writing about California from New York. When she's not re-telling the stories about wearing hats and gloves to the California Club in 1950, and how that world has gone the way of the Raj, she occasionally notices that there are a lot of Asian people here now and that we're short of water.

The latest set of tablets to come down from her mountain addressed the Terry Schiavo case, and Joan got the science, the politics, the morality, and several of the facts completely wrong. I'm glad someone took the time to detail her failures, because so many people seem to swallow everything she writes.

The baby boomers won't all be dead until I'm at least sixty. I can't wait.

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