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  • mono 9:19 pm on December 5, 2013 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: audiobook, author reads, , Books, , , live reading, new fiction, ,   

    The Mondo Vixen Massacre: An Excerpt (as read by the author) 

    Last night, I prepared and recorded myself reading from the beginning of MVM. When I was a classroom teacher, I would often read aloud to my students and found the exercise to be a calming and meditative way to bring students into the fold of a book. Of course, I would then open up the floor to any student who wished to read out loud and we would go around the room in this way. I believe that voicing a text is a healthy exercise in developing one’s reading ability and experience of the book. While no reading is ever perfect, when we hear a book read (especially by the author), we can learn to understand how they meant it to be voiced and felt. I hope you enjoy this reading. Thank you.

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  • mono 9:41 pm on June 7, 2009 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Books, , , gvsu, , , , professor,   

    Recommended Reading: Selfhood and Authenticity 

    “Authenticity is a practice and habit of openness. It is the attempt to help free up others for their projects of care. It is an attempt to release beauty incorruptible.” – Corey Anton

     
  • mono 8:56 am on June 1, 2009 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Arthur Conan Doyle, Books, , , Mystery, , Sherlock Holmes, Study in Scarlet   

    Quote: Sherlock Holmes 

    From Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s “A Study in Scarlet”:

    “You see,” he explained, “I consider that a man’s brain originally is like a little empty attic, and you have to stock it with such furniture as you choose. A fool takes in all the lumber of every sort that he comes across, so that the knowledge which might be useful to him gets crowded out, or at best is jumbled up with a lot of other things, so that he has a difficulty in laying his hands upon it. Now the skillful workman is very careful indeed as to what he takes into his brain-attic. He will have nothing but the tools which may help him in doing his work, but of these he has a large assortment, and all in the most perfect order. It is a mistake to think that that little room has elastic walls and can distend to any extent. Depend up it there comes a time when for every addition of knowledge you forget something that you knew before. It is of the highest importance, therefore, not to have useless facts elbowing out the useful ones.” – Sherlock Holmes

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  • mono 9:36 am on February 18, 2009 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Books, , , , , , , Publishing, Windsor Media Enterprises, WME   

    Communication!: A Radical Philosophy for Life’s #1 Problem 

    1934229083-2I have studied (and worked hard at understanding) the works of Lee Thayer since 2000 and am eagerly awaiting his newest book on Communication, Communication! A Radical Philosophy for Life’s #1 Problem to be released sometime this month (February) by Windsor Media Enterprises.

    According to the WME website:

    “Communication! begins with a half-dozen “Forewarnings,” such as # 2:

    “For the most part our … perspectives on communication treat it as a means to more or less immediate ends. This is okay, because we can use communication in that limited way. But it trivializes our understanding of what’s really at stake. … Communication is the creator and the infrastructure of every human mind, and thus of the worlds we create ….”

    The book closes, in “Performing Life,” with:

    “It makes a difference what you call things — and why. We humans are made of meanings. Get those right and you get the rest of it right.

    “To understand at the deepest level that life is a performing art may be the best way ….”

    In between, Lee Thayer’s essays take us on a 20-stop tour of the world of life-making and meaning-making. His provocative ideas on “communication competencies” offer new ways to “influence people … [and] be influenced by the world in ways presently not open to you” and, ultimately, to “a richer, more meaningful, more mindful life ….”

    WME has also published Thayer’s “Leadership: Thinking, Being, Doing” and “How Executives Fail.” I highly recommend both of these for anyone looking to improve their personal performance or the performance of their organization.

    Finally, from the above linked WME website, a PDF sample of “Communication!” is currently available for download. If you are looking to get a taste of Thayer’s work, spending some quality time with this free PDF should serve as a great point of entry into his way of thinking and stimulate your own thinking appetite.

    In closing, remember: “As you communicate, so shall you be.” – Thayer

     
  • mono 6:21 pm on October 17, 2008 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , Books, , , , , Riding Toward Everywhere, Rising Up Rising Down, Royal Family, william vollmann   

    William T. Vollmann: 8 Audio Links (Interviews/Conversations) 

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    A working list of William T. Vollmann audio pieces drawn from various websites. I have not listened to all of these interviews/conversations in their entirety yet, so cannot vouch for which one is “better” than the other. With that said, as always, if you know of any Vollmann audio links that I have missed, please drop a comment or get in touch via email. Thank you and happy listening.

    Eight William T. Vollmann Audio Links

    NPR: Riding Toward Everywhere

    Drinks with Tony Vollmann Interview

    Vollmann discussing his book “Uncentering the Earth”

    Vollmann on Trains

    On Rising Up Rising Down

    Another Piece on Rising Up Rising Down

    Vollmann on The Royal Family

    Vollmann on The Bat Segundo Show

     
  • mono 5:10 pm on October 1, 2008 Permalink | Reply
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    The Unholy Dimensions of Jeffrey Thomas 

    An article/interview I did for MishMash Magazine on horror writer Jeffrey Thomas is up. Check it out!

    The Unholy Dimensions of Jeffrey Thomas

    Also, for an excerpt from his novel “Deadstock” and 10 links pertaining to his work, please see: Deadstock: Excerpt

    Enjoy.

     
  • mono 10:31 am on September 20, 2008 Permalink | Reply
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    Jeffrey Thomas: Deadstock (Excerpt) 

    In the midst of a typhoon, I have been working on an article for Mish Mash Magazine about the prolific author, Jeffrey Thomas. The piece for Mish Mash features a three-question interview with Jeffrey Thomas and thoughts on his work and its effect on me, the reader – a kind of phenomenological indulgence piece. In the meantime, as I spend this day editing, consuming gallons of coffee and enjoying the cloudy pre-autumnal weather in Japan, I present you with an excerpt (used with permission from the author) from Thomas’s book “Deadstock,” published in 2007 by Solaris.

    Deadstock (Excerpt) by Jeffrey Thomas:

    “It’s about my doll, isn’t it?” Yuki said. “My father is asking you to find it for me.”

    The girls sat on a marble bench within the garden-like courtyard of the company that Yuki’s father owned. It was a cylindrical building hollowed by this open core, the bright blue sky of the planet Oasis showing far above them like a telescope’s view of heaven, but it was a deceptive view. Beyond the walls of this structure, Punktown was anything but heavenly. At least this courtyard seemed like a microcosmic paradise. A double-helix sculpture twined up from the fountain at the center of the garden, reaching almost to the top of the building like a ladder. Brightly blossoming vines had entangled the bronze chain’s loops. Encircling windows looked out upon this rising symbol, so significant to the work being done within the building’s offices and labs. Stake had passed through a lobby area, and been directed to wait here for Mr. Fukuda to join him.

    “I really shouldn’t discuss my business with your father, dear,” he said to the girl politely.

    “Well, I’m sure my father will want you to question me about Dai-oo-ika’s disappearance.” Yuki smiled again, but her lips quivered and her eyes suddenly took on a moist sheen. The reddish-haired girl reached over to clasp her hand on one of Yuki’s legs consolingly. Stake tried not to look at the small hand upon the plastic-smooth thigh.

    “I’m sorry about… your doll,” he said awkwardly. “So it’s name is what?”

    “Dai-oo-ika,” said the short-haired girl. “It means ‘great king of squid.’”

    “I see.” Stake nodded, and now took in the three kawaii-dolls of Yuki’s pals. “Kawaii” was a Japanese word for “cute,” and kawaii-dolls of all types had been the rage with children in the Earth colonies for the past few years. Of course, the more expensive and elaborate dolls held more value for collectors, and hence more appeal—more esteem. Stake had done a little reading about these toys on the net this morning and could tell that these three dolls were of the highest order.

    The short-haired girl watched Stake staring at the dolls, so took it upon herself to introduce them. She hugged her own and said, “This is Mr. Gau.” It seemed like a very realistic bear cub in some ways, but its eyes were too large and it had no nose or mouth and only stubby vestigial limbs. The lack of a mouth and ineffectual arms and legs were a common theme with kawaii-dolls, to make them look helpless, vulnerable, submissive. Stake had read that critics of the dolls viewed this as a conspiracy, sending signals to young girls that these passive qualities were what would appeal to men when they became adult women.

    There was a little metal straw extending from between Mr. Gau’s legs. Yuki’s friend uncapped it, held the teddy bear up and sucked at the straw, keeping her eyes on Stake’s. At this, the bear lifted its head higher, blinking, and made a rumbling sound like a purr or muffled growl in spite of its missing mouth. Its tiny half-limbs swam in the air. Finished, the girl recapped the straw and the bear went immobile again. She smiled, licking her lips. “Ruou gau is a rice wine the Vietnamese like, made with bile from a bear’s gall bladder. The Chinese used to have bear farms where they put catheters in live bears to drain it. But Mr. Gau is filled with pineapple CandyPop.” She giggled.

    “Mm,” Stake said. He hadn’t realized the dolls could be so educational. But however slight his knowledge of animal anatomy, he knew a bear’s gall bladder was not between its hind legs.

    “There were only a hundred-fifty copies of the Deluxe Mr. Gau made,” the girl announced proudly. She gestured to the reddish-haired girl’s pet. “Suzu’s doll is number four in a series of only a hundred!” She pouted as if in sad envy. Suzu giggled, less sulky all of a sudden, and held her doll higher for him to see. It was a thing like a clockwork robot from some long-antiquated future vision, made from a goldish tarnished metal (or plastic resembling metal), somewhat turtle-like in form. The whole time they had been talking, this thing had been watching Stake avidly, turning its head ever so slightly to track his smallest shift in position. He found it unsettling.

    Not to be outdone, the Hispanic girl spoke up loudly with a kind of arrogant pride to say, “Mine is only one of four hundred. That’s still pretty rare!”

    Yuki was able to speak again. “Maria got hers for her Sweet Sixteen party two weeks ago, like I got Dai-oo-ika for my Sweet Sixteen party last month.” At the memory of this event, she looked like a woman who had watched her child murdered before her eyes. Stake saw Suzu’s hand give Yuki’s thigh a squeeze.

    Stake recognized that Maria’s kawaii-doll was not an animated toy like the other two, but a bio-engineered organism. Its functions were simple; despite its seemingly higher evolution, it was as primitive a thing as a starfish. It was little more than an anthropomorphic starfish in shape, too: four pointed pink limbs and a pointed pink head with eyes like black marbles pressed in dough, and no other features but for its outie navel. The near-mindless organism squirmed with the uncertain slow-motion movements of a newborn infant.

    “Yuki’s Dad’s company makes Stellar,” Maria said. “And he made Dai-oo-ika, too. But there’s only one Dai-oo-ika.”

    Sniffing, Yuki nodded. “Dai-oo-ika is the rarest kawaii-doll in Punktown, Daddy says.” Her voice came close to breaking as she squeaked, “And I love him, too!”

    For more information on Jeffrey Thomas, see the following links:

    Jeffrey Thomas’s Official Site
    Jeffrey Thomas’s Blog
    Jeffrey Thomas on Amazon
    Jeffrey Thomas on Myspace
    Jeffrey Thomas’s Deadstock Review – Guardian UK
    Bookgasm Review of Jeffrey Thomas’s “A Nightmare on Elm Street: The Dream Dealers
    Punktown review
    Another Deadstock Review
    Jeffrey Thomas interview -Infinity Plus
    Jeffrey Thomas interview – Post Weird Thoughts

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