I’ve been working on a passel of projects over the last few years including three novels, two memoir (one about sex and one about race), and a strange brew of short stories. All just about ready for publishing somewhere important. Also full of myself enough to be pushing out essays on polyticks, books, and the meaning of life as I see it here at Dog Shit Lit.
Sometimes it all comes together. Sometimes maybe you gotta work a bit to grok what I’m saying. I work like a dog, think like a dog, and create mostly for other dogs.
Everything I do is always attempted as a new way to stand on the edge of where ever we all are and scratch where it itches — always in tribute to some of the original dog writers — Chuck Bukowski, Barry Hannah, and Henry Miller. Gotta say, I also have a desperate need to prove to the ghost of David Foster Wallace that you can let words into the world without feeling pressure.
One truth about being a dog writer is that the author is not important. Only the reader.
You can find some of the stuff I’m working on — beta dog drafts — at Tablo.io. Click here to go to my authors page there.
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