Kyle Beachy's Blog, page 10
March 5, 2009
Response to terrorist attack makes bus driver a hero
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March 4, 2009
Refreshing Sincerity Sans Shoes
Kind of late on this one, but February’s Chicago Magazine (with Michelle Obama, aka Mrs. Hope, on the cover) featured this nice little article by Joe Meno. And I’m honored to be grouped with Nami Mun and Frances De Pontes Peebles, two very talented novelists. I’m also not wearing any damn shoes in the photo. So.
March 2, 2009
My Mom Said I Can Sleep Over
Looks like for a lot of terrorists, jihad is really just a great excuse to bro down:
…what really matters to [a terrorist group's:] members—even its leaders—is that they are a band of brothers. Marc Sageman, a forensic psychiatrist and former Central Intelligence Agency case officer in Afghanistan, collected the biographies of 400 terrorists who’d targeted the United States. He found that fully 88 percent became terrorists not because they wanted to change the world but because they had “friendshi
February 27, 2009
Descent and Emergence, The Clunks of
At a certain point one imagines a pothole ceases to be that, and enters the realm of archeology or time travel, the road returned to an earlier state of being. Driving that stretch there of Logan just on the Target side of Western Ave is like a quick trip through some street level museum.
At Target I bought: an 8″ skillet for to eggmake along with Jet Dry for my dishwashing contraption, which WORKS, the Jet Dry. My whites are whiter or whatever’s the case. I also purchased a birthday card for my
February 26, 2009
What to Wear
The pleasant-as-hell interview I did with Jason Behrends has been posted to the Orange Alert website. In it we discuss: completion, robotic arms, scenes, and Joe Dimaggio. Many thanks to Jason for this and the invitation to read at April’s Orange Alert Reading Series.
Poor Scott Plagenhoef…
The supreme asshole behind Pitchfork’s tidal outpouring of musical assholery manages today to truly outdo himself with his review of “Dark Was The Night”. In addition to complaining that the music is too folk-centric (he did not curate the album, unlucky guy) and admitting that his first reaction to hearing the album was “negative” despite midas-tagging it as “Best New Music” (he DID get to rate the album, lucky ed in chief), he also achieves the mind boggling juggle of both pleading for “more h
February 25, 2009
En Masse
Readings and so forth, upcoming:
March 3: A 12:00 reading at the John Flasch Library of The School of the Art Institute of Chicago with Eileen Favorite, author of The Heroines.
March 10: They’ve invited me back to Quickies! Chicago’s best new reading series at my favorite bar! 7:30 at the Innertown Pub in Wicker Park.
March 19: A reading and discussion at the Powell’s North Reading Series, beginning at 7:00 at the great Powell’s North Book Store, 2850 N Lincoln Ave.
March 28: Home! Reading and discu
February 24, 2009
The Death of a Slide
I have turned on the fireplace this morning and sat myself down to read. I have no coffee because I managed to break the coffee maker. Between me and the fire is the dog on her side, legs and face twitching as she dreams of I can only imagine. Soon we’ll walk and I’ll buy coffee from our new and VERY BRIGHT neighborhood coffee house. Along the way I will mourn the sad fact that I never managed to skate at Wet Willy’s, the old abandoned water slide park south and west of St. Louis. Yesterday, Dea
February 19, 2009
Geti King
Music! This one from a friend who happens to be the greatest rapper alive, taken from Red Hot’s unanimously good Dark Was The Night compilation. Why, if it ain’t Serengeti and Sufjan and Buck 65…
February 17, 2009
Bittersweet Peach
The Arkansas Democrat-Gazette offers their review, if only to subscribers:
The Slide is the funny, haunting and tense coming-of-age story of Potter Mays…and it is quite a stunner. Sort of like a less loquacious David Foster Wallace, or a less self-conscious Brett Easton Ellis…Beachy is an astute, empathic observer. [He:] has filled The Slide with wry observations and moments of great tension.
