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Very Cool

March 31, 2010 1 comment

Great interview of Richard Thomas (by Brandon Tietz) at the Cult.

Also, Thomas’s debut novel Transubstantiate can be preordered here.  Or—for die-hards like myself—the signed limited edition hard cover with extras can be found here (while supplies last).  Release date is 6.18.10.

Then again, if you haven’t come to your senses yet, read the first review of Transubstantiate by clicking on this.

This is a really big deal.  Seriously.

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Submit!

March 28, 2010 2 comments

I recently started sending out applications for my newly formed (future) rejection slip collection.  I included a short story I have finished–just in case there’s an editor out there who wants to read it.  It’s a work of literary fiction about an adolescent boy gathering his first taste of the real world.

Wish me luck.

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For that one adoring fan out there….

March 21, 2010 2 comments

There are some who don’t appreciate the choppy, emotionally distant way that I write.  Most, it seems, actually do like it.  One of my former creative writing teachers recently said he “like(s) my style — clipped and understated.”

The following is an exercise from a current creative writing class.  We (students) were all given the same picture–seemingly abandoned railroad tracks–to write about.  This piece is a little underdeveloped, but still fun.  It is a gift to you, fan.   -AJ


The railroad crossing arm drifts down in front of my braking car.  Flashing lights.  Other vehicles stop behind me.  We form a line; a caravan of sub-compacts and SUV’s.  Headlights from the other side flicker as the train clanks by.  In times like these, there is no wrong side of the tracks.

I turn the radio off.  Just morning talk shows with their bad jokes and hand-me-down headlines.  Sponsors who can’t afford better advertising.  Theme music that fades in from a commercial break, teasing you with the thought of actual music.

The train slows, giving me enough time to study the backyard murals.  Poetic slang from faraway places.  Silly slogans; gangland symbols.  Little glimpses of the American dream.  Tee-Bone was here—there—somewhere with his aerosol cans of blue paint.  As was Red Dawg.  Profanity seems to be the only thing spelled correctly.

Drivers behind me get anxious, inching closer together.  Sardines, individually wrapped in our own tin can containers.  Some pull out and drive back towards the interstate.  Tardy timecards on a Monday can curse the entire work week.  Some people care.

An ill-fitting plastic lid leaves brown streaks down my cardboard to-go cup.  I sip at the lukewarm coffee as it slobbers a few drops onto my pants.  Khaki slacks; already rumpled from seatbelt creasings.  I roll the window down as the train settles to a stop.  Another morning cigarette.

Dust—and ash—has collected on my charcoal colored dash.  Someone should vacuum the crumbs and dirt up off of the seats and floorboard.  Someone should care.  You can hardly tell in the morning twilight anyway.

Wristwatch says its quarter to six.  People are already at the office, flipping on computers; warming up copy machines.  Incorporated America is being roused from its weekend nap.  Some people are worried; in a hurry to join their coworkers.  Me, well, I’m fine right here with the train.

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Transubstantiate

March 17, 2010 4 comments

The debut novel by Richard Thomas is set for its June 18  release.  Pre-order starts on April 1.  The first hundred copies will be sold as a signed limited edition–with rumors of other neat additions.  My alarm is already set for 12:01 AM that Friday because I have a feeling they’re going to sell fast.

Also, there is a $2.00 discount code on the Transubstantiate Facebook page.  While you’re there, give some support and register as a fan.  Don’t get me wrong, I usually hate those Facebook games and become-a-fans, but this is special and I truly am a believer.

Richard Thomas is a long time member of my online workshop and has been taking over the Lit Mag scene.  He has been published in Gold Dust Magazine, Colored Chalk and 3:AM Magazine — to name a few.

This isn’t the last time you’ll hear his name.

Transubstantiate

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Also!

March 10, 2010 Leave a comment

I received some new books in the mail the other day!

Dermaphoria by Craig Clevenger

Kiss Me, Judas by Will Christopher Baer

&

Apathy and Other Small Victories by Paul Neilman

Also expecting:

Clown Girl by Monica Drake

Yipee!

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Out with the old…

March 10, 2010 1 comment

Alas, my creative writing class at the University of Utah is finished.  It was an enjoyable time and great to be around other people who write!  I felt like my submission was liked overall.  Great class!

I’ve joined another creative writing class in Ogden that started last Saturday.   Completely different atmosphere, but I it feels like it will be equally as good.  Variety….

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The Never Enders

March 7, 2010 1 comment

Review of The Never Enders by Michael Sonbert

The Never Enders is a shadowy masterpiece that offers a very real peek into an urban underworld we are taught to ignore.

Sonbert delivers a masterful “kick to the teeth” from the first sentence.  His fluid wordplay and dark humor—mixed with beautiful lines of rhetorical narration—creates an addictive elixir for thirsty readers.

You will stay up late reading this book.  You will be groggy at work in the morning; hung over from this intoxicating prose.

Perry, lost in that early-twenties brand of confusion, makes his suicidal pilgrimage into the city—only to be sidetracked by booze, drugs, sex and violence.

You’re going to read this novel eventually.  Why regret making yourself wait?

With my mouth drenched and reeling from the poison and my head spinning from Ocean’s tattoo, she pulled up close and kissed me. She bit my bottom lip softly and pulled it down towards her. She let me go and we stood staring at each other for a moment. Ocean was forgotten.
I felt my face and neck turning red. I bent down to kiss her back, but just when I was a few inches away, right at the point where there was no turning back, when I couldn’t even pretend I was trying to tell her a secret or anything, she turned away, distracted by her girlfriend pointing at something or someone on the other side of the bar.

Purchase The Never Enders

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