Story I’m ashamed to tell: several years ago, I gave a reading from Master of Reality at the Regulator. (I am not linking to those places so people can buy my book. I am linking to them in case people don’t know I’m talking about.) After the reading, one of the guys who works at the Regulator said “I want to give you this book; it’s my favorite book in the entire store.” It was Zeroville. I told him what I tell anybody who gives me a book: “It takes me forever to get around to a book.” This has been the case since I was a young science fiction fiend haunting the paperback exchange. I get more books than I can read, they vanish underneath one another, they go to shelves where they look splendid and then after I finish whatever I’m working on I go to the shelves or the piles at the bases of the shelves and sift through them and think about the things a worried progressive thinks about while choosing a book (how representative of the entire vast world of literature has your reading been this year? what on these shelves that might broaden the scope of your reading?) and the things a worried reader who knows he only has so many years left to read thinks about (which of these would you most wish you’d read if you learned you had only a few hours to live?) and then eventually I pick something. For about two years now, I look at Zeroville and I say “that guy said it was the best book in the entire store," which he did not say, actually - he said it was his favorite, important distinction. Anyway. It’s on the shelf. That you mention it in connection with Robbe-Grillet probably gives it a boost, but no, I haven’t read him yet.
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Texas City, “The town that would not die.”
It was intellectually impossible for the Westerner to adopt a sense of the sacredness of life, because the evidence of his senses and his reason proved there was no such thing. On the Pleistocene Plains, nothing, neither man nor beast, had any inherent right to life.
—T.R. Fehrenback, Lone Star: A History of Texas and the Texans. 1968
In 1947, a French ship containing ammonium nitrate fertilizer blew up in the Texas City port, touching off a series of explosions and massive fires that destroyed much of the town. The blasts were felt as far away as Galveston, and killed 581 people. More than 5,000 were injured in what is still regarded as the largest industrial disaster in U.S. history. (via lbmdispatch)
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McKenna. Corsicana Tumbling Academy. Corsicana.
I want to die. I want my body to be unrecognizable when I die. I want a complete mutilation of this disgusting prison i was forced to inhabit. I want this body to suffer unimaginably. I am ashamed and disgraced by my soul being shoved into a human being. i want this disgusting species to die for it’s sins and i want it to happen now.