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December 12, 2016
The ebook of Witch Hunt is now available! I’m having a...
The ebook of Witch Hunt is now available! I’m having a giveaway to celebrate: Buy a copy of Witch Hunt (ebook or paper) in the month of December. Forward a copy or screenshot of your receipt to julietescoria @ gmail, and you will be entered to win a copy of Witch Hunt to give to a friend, along with a witchy surprise to keep for yourself. There will be three winners.
P.S. The ebook is only $4.99 :D
July 23, 2016
I wrote about Del Mar, my hometown, for The Towner
1990
My parents and I move to San Diego when I am eight years old. They have three criteria for our new neighborhood: near the beach, good public schools, not too far from my father’s new job. So they buy a condo in Del Mar, twenty minutes north of the city center, a five minute walk from the beach. I don’t know what condo means. My parents’ explanation involves something about us owning the space in our new house, but not the walls. When it comes time to hang our pictures, I start to cry, worried they’ll get arrested.
We spend a lot of time at the beach in the early days. We buy burritos from the Mexican place down the street and eat them on lifeguard tower #7 – just far enough down the beach that it’s usually empty – as the sun goes down. When the sky is clear enough, we watch for the green flash, a quick flicker the second before the sun slips beneath the horizon. On weekends and after school, I go boogie boarding, sometimes with my father, sometimes alone, until my limbs are tan and my hair is gold. At night in bed I close my eyes and feel the push-pull of the tide on my body, the tightness the salt water has left on my skin. School doesn’t start for three more months and there are no children in our neighborhood. I spend most of my time reading and going on walks with my parents.
Sometimes we walk too far down. There is the time we accidentally end up at Black’s Beach, famous for being ‘clothing optional.’ I remember a man sitting in a beach chair, his leathery legs spread open, defiantly displaying lumps I didn’t know existed on people. There is the time we come across a beached whale, surrounded by a crowd, just staring, covered in hundreds of flies. As the days go on, the smell creeps up the hill, making its way to our windows. Eventually the city has to hire a crane to take its decomposing body out to sea. This, I learn, is Del Mar.
June 4, 2016
upcoming readings
Charleston, WV
Hempin’ Ain’t Easy: poetry, propaganda & petit fours
Wednesday, June 8
6pm at Starlings Coffee & Provisions
More info here
Fayetteville, WV
Travelin’ Appalachians Revue
Thursday, June 16
8pm at the Historic Fayetteville Theater
More info here
San Diego, CA
The Foundry
Saturday, July 30
7pm at Tiger Eye
More info here
May 23, 2016
May 17, 2016
May 8, 2016
elizabethellenfastmachine:
started at the bottom/back at...
started at the bottom/back at it/don’t care/fake as fuck/dgaf/we all die soon!/
May 2, 2016
witch hunt pre-release stuff
I’m on a list with Don DeLillo over at Vol. 1 Brooklyn’s May Book Preview
I did an interview with Matthew Bookin for the May issue of the Shabby Doll Reader. You can also win a copy.
An excerpt of Witch Hunt was translated into Spanish for Fuck (L)it
Someone named pinky wrote an extremely comprehensive review at Goodreads and imo it’s better than 98% of ‘official’ book reviews.
A review by Christie Williamson went up at Cultured Vultures.
The final version (with 5 extra poems!) went to press on Saturday – the official publication date is Friday, May 13.
An article I wrote about the opiate epidemic in West Virginia...
An article I wrote about the opiate epidemic in West Virginia went up at VICE. It’s part of a series focused on Appalachia, with articles by Catherine Venable Moore and Jacob Knabb, and photographs by Stacy Kranitz. As Stacy says in her introduction, our goal was to provide a nuanced look at the region: most articles about Appalachia either reinforce stereotypes (of backwardness & tragedy), or focus on the positive things (bluegrass homemade jelly bullshit). I think we did a pretty damn good job. The region is beautiful and dark and complicated, and oftentimes the beauty is a result of the darkness. I highly recommend reading every article.
April 19, 2016
On Saturday, April 30, I will be reading at Unabridged Bookstore...
On Saturday, April 30, I will be reading at Unabridged Bookstore in Chicago as a part of Independent Bookstore day, with Elizabeth Ellen, Chelsea Martin, Amanda Goldblatt, Mira Gonzalez, & Chloe Caldwell – so basically the best line-up of all time. Rumor has it that there will be free McDonald’s at this event. You can’t lose.
April 17, 2016
Querido Colin
Juliet Escoria
Pasé junto a ti cada noche durante un mes,
pero creo que no aprendí nada de lo que te importaba. Afirmaste
algunas veces haber pasado el día haciendo música, no de la real, sino usando una computadora. Cada vez que pedí oírla, decías que no estaba
preparada.
Sólo comías comida preparada por otras
personas. Lo único en tu nevera eran sobras de comida para llevar, cerveza y
helados veganos. Afirmaste que te preocupas por tu salud, por eso el veganismo,
pero nunca te vi sin un cigarrillo. Una vez me dijiste que nunca habías estado
enamorado, pero hablaste con tanto cariño de tu ex que era difícil de creer.
Decidí ir lejos en el verano. Cuando volví el vacío se había
ido, lo que significaba que habías sobrevivido a tu propósito. Fui a tu apartamento de todos modos. Dijiste haber
tenido otras relaciones mientras estuve fuera, pero tu historial del navegador
mostró demasiado porno para esto, incluso para ti. Nunca tuve la oportunidad de
oírte hablar una palabra honesta. Me pregunto si es algo que sepas cómo hacer.
*Juliet Escoria, fragmento perteneciente a
su obra ‘Witch hunt’ que será publicada en el mes de mayo por Lazy Fascist
Press. Traducción de Didier Andrés Castro y A.Z. Phadrig
An excerpt of Witch Hunt en español
