Lots of Links and Then Lesbians

Happy birthday to Roxane Gay’s book, Ayiti, which officially releases today! So excited to read this! You should be too unless you are dumb.  Get it here!


She also has a really great story over at Fringe called, Begin Chest Compressions. Makes me sort of hate her no I could never do that.

The Lit Pub continues to do some little things about my book. The most recent is this one, written by Sarah Rose Etter, about my story The Mill Pond and it asks about true evil. Robb Todd wrote some stuff too as did the aforementioned, Roxane Gay.

There’s also a cool thing about Blake Butler over there you may want to check out. I love hearing other people’s stories about falling in love with an author’s writing. This is a good one.

Also, WHAT WHAT?!?!

DJ Berndt, who I will hug the shit out of one day, just released an e-book entitled, “Very Beautiful Women” that includes the writing and artistic stylings of 36 lovely ladies, myself included, although I’m not sure how ‘lovely’ I am, but I am at least, nice. A nice lady. Ani Smith, Ana C., Brandi Wells, Frank Hinton, to name a few. It’s really very good. I read it all this past Sunday with my super secret link. Check it out.

In other news, I’m no lesbian, but DAMN if I don’t want to cross over from time to time and, manOman my current celebrity crush I want to throw my panties at is the girl from Two Broke Girls. Her name is Kat Denning or something and I don’t know where she came from or what she did before but she has lots of skin and these dark eyes that might be blue or gray or brown, I am not sure and when she does that goofy sitcom bantering part of me wants to shake her but part of me sees through the written dialogue to her soul and her soul is telling me that Kat Denning wants her boobs in my mouth. My hands yell back to her soul that they want them too, asks Kat, Please can we get to know you better than anything we’ve ever touched before? And then I sit back and think about molesting Kat’s breasts for at least a half an hour with my face, hands and mouth. I would look up at her like a helpless, shameful, child, like, it’s chocolate kat, I can’t help myself, I will eat it all if you will let me I will get sick on it until i throw up and she does, she lets me, and she strokes my hair and I never wipe my mouth, my chin, my face I reach down i rub myself to fruition my tongue pulling her nipples into my mouth like fruity candies and it’s the best autograph she ever gave she tells the guests at the engagement party and I finish, “…and the rest is history!” raising my diamond ring to the crowd.