Reasons to buy my book, Whorl the Prudident Slipt, a series
#5: Body Text - for concrete anatomical poetic autofiction dissecting the weightlifting woman's consciousness
Sample it here: https://t.co/IqW3Pyiqnr
Own it - and other experiments - here:
https://t.co/M8Vtd9Nk8p
Oliver Sacks’ notes pass the sniff test: “The subjects were as eclectic as his enthusiasms: two towering piles were marked “Dreams” and “Memory”, and another was marked “Borges”.
From Gavin Francis’ review of his letters in the Guardian, here: https://t.co/lIGu6l0pKS
This was really fun! If you're into finding out some of the influences on my writing when I put together The Unreliable Nature Writer, check out my Person Anthology, feat. stories by @GiantRatSumatra, @IrenosenOkojie, @benpester , @rubycowling@rsnajdr and other treasures.
What would happen if your eyebrows just kept growing and growing? I'm asking hypothetically, not because this is happening to mine because I'm getting old
Always enjoy re-reading James Wood: "David Foster Wallace is very good at becoming the whole of boredom." (DFW's boredom novel not published at time of writing, natch.)