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January 2 2018, 11PM

Hi everybody … it’s your friendly neighborhood bookseller, back for my semi-annual post about new books and such. As ever, my tastes have a certain lean, and I make no apologies for that. But I think I’ve cobbled together a list of books... [blog posts]

June 21 2017, 6PM

It’s summer! Hopefully this means you have a little down time to read books you might not otherwise. Though it is literally my job to make such recommendation, I thought I might do so here for free, as well. I’m focusing on independent presses... [blog posts]

December 20 2016, 12 PM

Unsurprisingly, there are considerably more books for which I didn’t write formal blurbs. This, however, does not mean that several did not merit it. On quite the contrary! Here is a list of a few books that came out in 2016 that I very highly sugge... [blog posts]

December 13, 10AM

As I did last year, as a sort of alternative to a “Best of” list, I thought I’d give you a run-down of the books I blurbed over the course of 2016. If I have time, I follow it up later with books I never got around to formally blurbing, ... [blog posts] [Book Reviews] [Books]

December 5, 1PM

I’ve been hearing & reading a recurring sentiment since the election: I can’t read fiction right now. That I hear it most commonly from those I consider “serious readers” (those who don’t read fiction strictly for ent... [blog posts]

October 28, 9AM

I don’t pretend that many of you are particularly interested in my non-academic world of bookselling. This is one of the reasons (but definitely not the only one) I don’t post around too much. I’m going to make an exception today, though... [blog posts]

October 24, 1PM

Apparently, Jack Chick, of Chick Tract infamy, is dead. He passed quietly, it seems. No chariots or such. The internet perked up for a moment, which seems mostly to have passed. Just like Jack Chick. Jack Chick was neither David Bowie or Prince, it should... [blog posts]

April 13, 8AM

My bookstore takes National Poetry Month pretty seriously. One of our traditions is a daily poetry reading throughout April. I’m linking to this one in particular not simply because I’m reading or that the reading itself is particularly good (... [blog posts]

November 30 2015, 10AM

This may not be only bookish post before the end of 2015, but I thought I might do at least one a bit earlier than normal. As many of you may know, I manager a bookshop in Oakland, and occasionally write here & elsewhere about bookshop sort of things.... [blog posts]

June 29, 11AM

The bookseller in me felt compelled to use what forum I have here at AUFS not simply for self-indulgent evil (e.g., my serialized short stories), but for greater cultural good! To that end, I present a few books I heartily recommend for you, the educated ... [blog posts]

June 20, 5AM

He: Accidental harm & love are not unlike time. We can look back & ahead only so far or so wide. Pleading anything more, successfully or not, is pretense, unavoidable though it may be. * * * I originally read your note in the dead of night, having... [blog posts]

June 18, 9AM

It began, this game of ours, innocently – Did it not? A private humiliation, This, our affair, it lacked reciprocity. Only the give, never the take, shall we say – Of erotic provocation. This was not ours. We inhabited our little injustices, our fears... [blog posts]

June 17, 10AM

There is also a real need for the work one shares with others to be about more than the one who shares? For some this motivates political poetry (about people & systems). For others, religious verse (about practices & signs)? Or, still for others,... [blog posts]

June 16, 3AM

. . . the complexity of movement, and movement requires the sort of friction that will always rub somebody wrong. If there’s to be a real peace, of the sort you’re looking, surely it is as tentative as a handshake deal. When, whether as an achieve... [blog posts]

June 15, 11AM

Autumn fell into winter alongside the leaves, each shaken from their limbs, of time and trees, by a seasonable urgency few in these parts could recall. Winds that had upturned collars and hiked skirts outside shops soon broke branches in the park as a bul... [Serialized Short Story]

January 1, 6PM

As I mentioned in a post a few months back, I’ve been working the past couple of years at a independent bookstore in Oakland. While this has done wonders for keeping me up on new books, released & forthcoming, I’m becoming a little concern... [blog posts]

September 23 2014, 2AM

Unsurprising to the nice round number of zero, Adam made it known this week he is wary of protests. His post indicating as much is one-half cheek and the other half teeth. As it happens, his (& a good many of your) reservations squeakily hinged on the... [politics of the absurd]

September 15, 7PM

For the past year and a half or so I’ve been employed in a kind of noble profession, if such exist: selling books at a local independent bookstore. This is my story of things learned along the way. Truth told, I was a little surprised I got the positio... [blog posts]

August 16, 10AM

Ramsey regarded her letters as though they were treasures not to be cherished, their value neither monetary nor sentimental. These were not love notes whose excesses one might later come to regret. He once suggested to Miriam that he thought they told a s... [Serialized Short Story]

August 15, 7AM

Of course, the handwritten letters, too, were her idea. Email was, in her opinion, utilitarian to a fault, and she was convinced that no one reads any that are longer than two paragraphs. Modern information technology, she continued, is well and good for ... [Serialized Short Story]

August 14, 7AM

—Young, handsome man like yourself, you have to have a young lady on your arm, right? —I suppose you’d say . . . it’s complicated. —Oh, it always is, son, somebody said, to mostly faked laughs of agreement. —Sure. Yeah, I know. I guess... [Serialized Short Story]

August 13, 7AM

—It’s all connected, you understand. You must, Laodicea, before it is too late. The taste with the sight, the sight with the smell, the smell with the taste. It would all make for a baroque symphony of the senses, this music of life, fit for these... [Serialized Short Story]

August 12, 7AM

—No, the issue cannot simply be that of taste alone, otherwise I might have the choice of avoidance . . . of pursing my lips against a different cup. Ramsey was conscious of his instinct at that moment to swallow. I’m drinking myself sick, he thou... [Serialized Short Story]

August 11, 9AM

The “work-in-progress” is progressing so slowly these days that it has simply become “the work.” As has become a thing I do from time to time, I thought I might post a bit of it here to see if it kick-starts my attention and energi... [Serialized Short Story]

August 8, 2PM

Hey, San Francisco Bay Area AUFS-ites, perhaps you’ve read my previous plugs for Allen C. Shelton’s book Where the North Sea Touches Alabama, and you thought to yourself, “My goodness, this Allen C. Shelton character sounds interesting. ... [Books]

July 30, 9AM

This is ordinarily something I’d keep to my own private haunt, Departure Delayed, but today is too special a day for my understandably minuscule following there. The 90th birthday of a man, William H. Gass, whose writing I perhaps too slavishly ador... [literature] [William H. Gass]

June 7, 5AM

A quick thanks to all my fellow AUFS administrators — most of whom I count at this point as close friends, which thus possibly compels them not to quibble or fuss on such matters — for indulging me a week to serialize another story. Everybody... [Serialized Short Story]
A quick thanks to all my fellow AUFS administrators — most of whom I count at this point as close friends, which thus possibly compels them not to quibble or fuss on such matters — for indulging me a week to serialize another story. Everybody... [Serialized Short Story]

June 6, 7AM

Then Ramsey said: May all that lust lacks be exposed by the light of its desire. And it was so. Ramsey made the two great desires: the greater desire to feed the flesh, and the lesser desire to sustain the soul. He made that these should never be satisfie... [Serialized Short Story]
Then Ramsey said: May all that lust lacks be exposed by the light of its desire. And it was so. Ramsey made the two great desires: the greater desire to feed the flesh, and the lesser desire to sustain the soul. He made that these should never be satisfie... [Serialized Short Story]

June 5, 7AM

His dad may be a deadbeat, possibly a scoundrel of the lowest order, but for Ramsey his absence was decisive. Only where there is a decision to be made is there hope for something creative, let alone a Creator. If his mother was any indication, the pure i... [Serialized Short Story]
His dad may be a deadbeat, possibly a scoundrel of the lowest order, but for Ramsey his absence was decisive. Only where there is a decision to be made is there hope for something creative, let alone a Creator. If his mother was any indication, the pure i... [Serialized Short Story]

June 4, 9AM

—’Atta boy, Davey. Just like I showed ya! —S’alright, Coop. Keep your head in the game! —Strand ‘m on second, Cooper! —Watch for the bunt! —Bring him home, Daniel. Look at that hole in right just waitin’ for you! Ramsey did not feel the ... [Serialized Short Story]
—’Atta boy, Davey. Just like I showed ya! —S’alright, Coop. Keep your head in the game! —Strand ‘m on second, Cooper! —Watch for the bunt! —Bring him home, Daniel. Look at that hole in right just waitin’ for you! Ramsey did not feel the ... [Serialized Short Story]

June 3, 8AM

To the God-damned If You Do, You may not realize or even appreciate this, but I like watching you. I’m doing so now, actually. I see you stopped reading for a second there—did a little double-take and glance over your shoulder? No, I’m just kidding... [Serialized Short Story]
To the God-damned If You Do, You may not realize or even appreciate this, but I like watching you. I’m doing so now, actually. I see you stopped reading for a second there—did a little double-take and glance over your shoulder? No, I’m just kidding... [Serialized Short Story]

June 2, 10AM

The injustice of it all, he felt, was that Mary-Ann had asked to see. Until recently, the subject of their bodies had only rarely come up between them. “Girl” and “boy” had indicated, for him anyway, abstract differences measurable mostly, if ... [Serialized Short Story]
The injustice of it all, he felt, was that Mary-Ann had asked to see. Until recently, the subject of their bodies had only rarely come up between them. “Girl” and “boy” had indicated, for him anyway, abstract differences measurable mostly, if ... [Serialized Short Story]

June 1, 10AM

The best hiding spots are the ones that keep you on your toes. Closets may be as cavernous as tombs or confining as coffins, depending on the architecture of your house or fears, but they must in either case remain dark. Always remember: unless it also pr... [Serialized Short Story]
The best hiding spots are the ones that keep you on your toes. Closets may be as cavernous as tombs or confining as coffins, depending on the architecture of your house or fears, but they must in either case remain dark. Always remember: unless it also pr... [Serialized Short Story]

May 1, 9AM

[Re-posting this old piece of mine -- conjuring days of old in the spirit of May Day.] Dear ________, You misunderstand me, so let me be clear: I do not want the City to “support” the Occupy movement or its Commune. Indeed, though I risk misun... [politics] [Rhetoric] [Writing]

April 12, 10AM

Thanks, biblioklept.Filed under: film [film]

March 16, 8PM

Thanks, all who read, retweeted & linked my serialized short story last week. For the sake of internet posterity & ease of reading, I’ve added a link at the bottom of each page to the next part. Use them as you will. I realize now I never ac... [Serialized Short Story]

3AM

The academic year passed without noticeable incident or breach of routine. Ramsey took lunch on his perch above the city, reported for work, and attended class. His grades remained average, with neither applause nor concern, and preaching baroque, frowned... [Serialized Short Story]

March 15, 3AM

● —But were they made right, Homer, the words? she asked, sounding at least unperturbed by his late-night call. —To be honest, I’m not even sure what he means by that, Mary-Ann.* —Are you so sure about that? Seems you know very well. —I ch... [Serialized Short Story]

March 14, 2AM

Freed from the conforming influence of a grade, Ramsey’s fancies also took flight. Reading aloud to Stein from his collection of sermons, none of this century and few of the one past, most seen likely by more mites than humans, Ramsey found a kinshi... [Serialized Short Story]

March 13, 2AM

From his opening course to his final degree, Ramsey remained a mediocre student. Which made him, nevertheless, slightly above average nearly by default, given the seminary’s faith-based approach to admission standards. Quick with a lexicon, his Hebrew h... [Serialized Short Story]

March 12, 3AM

—Eripitur persona, manet res, Ramsey, you recall? We take pains to heap up things useful in our life and get our death in the purchase. —”The Rule and Exercises of Dying”? —Not simply dying, my boy. The Right Reverend Jeremy Taylor doesn... [Serialized Short Story]

March 11, 3AM

—Pay attention, boy. A cock. They mean to turn us into a cock! Professor Max Stein’s exclamations were not out of character. For forty-eight years from his second-floor office of Old Main he held court — no matter that the final two decades, as ... [Serialized Short Story]

March 10, 3AM

The septic smells of summer at Cincinnati Seminary: where cirrus smoke puffed from the water treatment plant mingled with the indigestive burps of the Victorian-era plumbing: whose hillside-high perch above the city did not escape the humidity that hung l... [prodigal son] [Serialized Short Story]

February 4, 12 AM

From a footnote of his magnificent book Where the North Sea Touches Alabama, Allen C. Shelton recounts a job application letter for an unnamed university teaching position he scrawled by hand while shivering through a “blizzard of the century.”... [Academia]

December 31 2013, 9PM

Speedboat and Pitch Dark, Renata Adler 2013 was a good year for Adler. Sure, it took a couple of years and NYRB re-publications, but her two wonderful novels, Speedboat and Pitch Dark are finally being given the due they deserve. Adler’s prose is p... [Books] [literature]

August 8, 11PM

A quick internet search reveals that John Williams’ novel Stoner has become something of a literary phenomenon since its re-release by NYRB Classics a few years ago. Appreciated if not adored when it was originally published in 1965, today it’... [Book-Discussion Group] [Stoner]

August 5, 2PM

Apologies to everybody expecting an introductory post for the discussion of Stoner. Life has intervened over the weekend, in the form of an F-150 slamming into the passenger-side of my car. I’m pain-free, thankfully, but not without residual hassles... [blog posts]

July 27, 10AM

Thanks to everybody who weighed the pros & the cons between choosing William H. Gass’ Middle C and John Williams’ Stoner as the subject of our late-summer reading group. If you’ve not checked, I am excited to inform you that the winn... [Book-Discussion Group] [Stoner]

July 20, 12 PM

So, we’ve not done this in a while . . . anybody up for a book discussion series? Not one of the smarty-pant kinds we do around here regularly. But of a novel, poetry collection, etc.. If so, any suggestions? (Only about a month or so left of summer... [Book-Discussion Group]

July 17, 9AM

A few years ago, back in the days when I used actually to post regularly here, I dropped a reference in the comments to a certain low-blow, embarrassing book review [PDF] that a friend of mine suffered in the pages of The Journal of Theological Studies. T... [Academia]

July 1, 9AM

This is not a recommendation, as I know neither the book nor the author. But, I just got word of it via email, and thought it might interest some of you. (It also gave me occasion to create, after years of avoidance, “God” as a post category.)... [God]

June 5, 11AM

As readers of AUFS know, we are friends with Thomas J. J. Altizer. We don’t always agree with him. Sometimes, dammit, we might even dislike him. But, so it goes with friendships, no? Today, I sent him a review I recently submitted to a journal of Da... [Altizer] [theology]