I have been writing an essay almost every week about the intersection between creativity and working a labor intensive job away from the computer desk. The essays are all collected here . Thanks to Adam Robinson and Amy McDaniels for the support at their site, Real Pants and continuing to host the essay series.
This week’s essay is called Nuclear and it is about what it is like to do temporary outage work at a nuclear power plant. No two nuclear outages are the same, and my experience there is probably not a common one, but, I shared my story here if you are interested.
It’s Friday and I’m at work. I have a new story at Maudlin House called “Roast Beast“. It’s about my new neighborhood in Jersey City. I like the new neighborhood. Check out the story here and please send it around to all your friends who like lunch meat, flip flops, rockabilly music and super heroin.
In other news, I’ve been watch the Netflix show The Get Down and there was a pretty badass part last night where Grand Master Flash taught the kids who to mix two turntables together to make an everlasting beat for the MCs to rap ova. I’ll give you a hint, it involves a crayon. Anyways, great TV show.
Also, I’ve been working on my next book, Dustbunny City, coming out around thanksgiving from Disorder Press … So psyched to mail out early review copies of the book in about a month, month and a half. I’ll keep you posted about it, as those things go.
Thank you for rocking
drawing by michael seymour blake
There’s a month of summer left. I’m looking forward to getting watermelon punch drunk this weekend and doing some night swimming. It’s 109 degrees here today at the oil refinery. Jeez Louise.
Very happy that today over at Fanzine I have a new essay called “Our House Is A Very Fine House“.
It’s about the first house my parent’s were able to afford, one that was vandalized and one that my brother and I destroyed even more than the vandals.
Carabella Sand is one of my favorite artists. She drew the house. The house has graffiti on it that says “Fuck Off! This Place Is Haunted!” and it was, it reall was. But not by ghosts. By us.
Check out the essay here
Since the beginning of the year, I’ve been writing an essay a week for Real Pants. The essays are about creativity and working for a living. I work heavy construction in an oil refinery and while I’m there, I write on my cellphone on my breaks. A few of my novels were written that way, most of my stories and poems were written that way. Here’s a list of all the essays so far. I’m really enjoying this project and not sure how long it’s going to keep going, but 22 pieces into it, I’m still having a ball.
Thanks for reading, thanks for sharing these links with people who you think could gain anything from them. Sometimes we all get stuck in our creative efforts. I hope these essays help some people out of a creative jam they have found themselves in.
Work Safe Or Die Trying Column at Real Pants
Something To Do
last night there was no hot water
so I wore my winter coat
into the shower
ear muffs too
today I filled up an orange juice jug
with beautiful botanical gin
my neighbor Bill gave me
because it made his head
swell up like a sad party balloon
tomorrow I don’t know
what will happen on the long drive
to your mother’s house
it might be that we’re killed behind
the wheel, or it might be
that we find the most obscure songs
on the radio
and stay in love longer
we will be somewhere
tearing life apart
to make new patches
for your blood soaked
Over the weekend I hopped in the car with my wife and escaped the NYC area. Here is an essay at Real Pants about running out of creative juice and headed off to party and experience in order to find more.
This one is called Come Visit Often
Today I have a story called Coral Reef at Moonsick Magazine. The story is about two peeps driving around their hometown on acid and contemplating cutting off the head of the town’s mascot, a plaster brontosaurus. It’s also about coming to terms with one of your exes fucking a police officer. “But you used to be so punk rock …”Read Coral Reef here
I also talked to the editor of Moonsick, Gwen Beatty about my writing, working heavy construction (how we get nicknames on the jobsite) how I edit my novels … It was a good conversation, Gwen is a great writer and editor. I really liked her book, Kill Us On The Way Home out from Passenger Side Books … Take a look at our conversation here
Maybe this is all too much stuff for one post, but I also wanted to share a new essay for Real Pants called “On The Beach” about swimming, getting sunburnt, even the time that I was working at this fancy house on the ocean and the homeowners insisted on giving us chocolate cake and milk during a heat wave. Here is the essay
Thank you for reading this stuff. Drop me a line sometime.