Bits to teraflops Twenty-first century art Still something missing (Okay, the haiku schtick is starting to fail me – but this afternoon I was wandering around GameStop and was struck yet again by how much still-untapped potential there seems to be with video games as a medium.)
I briefly wonder If mama knows that ‘gaga’ Is baby for ‘braiiiiiiiins’ (Not traditional haiku form or fodder, I know, but hey – the mental image was too good to pass up. Special thanks to li’l Scott Edge. We’re onto you, buddy.)
Old friend back in town Chicago Comedian Sorry Ken Cubs suck 🙂 (Does an emoticon count as a syllable?)
Four in the morning Abruptly rudely awake Stupid little cat
Berlin or Boston A cold wind, another strange room Where the hell am I (Note: although I have little to no hope that I’ll be able to pull off another 30|30 project, as I did for National Poetry Month in 2007 and attempted in 2008, a man’s gotta try. Since I’m still a little run-down […]
The interview I conducted with machinima artist Paul Marino has just been published in the second issue of The Journal of Transformative Works and Cultures – you can check it out here. Right. Back to the slides…
(Note: I should preface this bit of writing with a warning: what follows is a first attempt to set down some things I’ve been struggling to articulate for the past couple of years. As such, it may be slightly less than ideally coherent, but hopefully out of it some clarity will emerge.) What is literature? […]
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Attempting to ease into my rededication to reading the classics, I decided to start out with a slim volume that I vaguely remember reading before, when I was in high school or perhaps junior high: Sherwood Anderson’s 1919 Winesburg, Ohio. As I read through it, I was struck by the truth of the old adage […]
December 4, 2008
12:32 pm
Dang it. For those of you following my misadventures with my The Winter Children project, book two was originally supposed to be called Wolfmother instead of Children of Winter, Children of Wolves, but I scrapped that when someone pointed out the Wikipedia page of a certain Australian hard rock band. Now my plans for Book […]
