Hip Hooray Press is a fairly new entity out of Kent, Ohio. Their first chapbook is by Jordan Castro, perhaps best known for being associated with some of the Muumuu House writers.
Kadian by Jordan Castro reads like a Twitter feed, with short bursts of reflection on drugs, sex, and even rock and roll (kind of). I think I usually like Jordan’s longer stuff (full disclosure: I’ve published Jordan before), but Kadian shows shifts in Jordan’s writing, utilizing different types of punctuation and longer titles for more visual interplay.
As far as Hip Hip Hooray goes, I’m not sure what they have up next. Focusing just on Ohio/midwest writers could be a good idea.
Mitzi Gordon & the Bluebird Books Bus
I was down in Tampa this past weekend and what came across my eyes? A story about a new mobile book operation called Bluebird Books. Think of the old bookmobile meeting the food truck craze and you’ve got Bluebird Books.
Mitzi Gordon, an artist and writer in the Tampa region, has transformed an old Bluebird Bus into a mobile bookstore. She’s building a “mobile station of inspiration.” The bookstore will house mostly art books and experimental fiction and will hit all the Tampa Bay hotspots. There are some really intriguing pics on her blog that detail the transformation of the old bus into a cool mobile reading lounge.
Seems like an exceptional idea. Read more about Bluebird Books at this Creative Loafing article.
Just finished one of Sam Pink’s new books, The No Hellos Diet. His slim novels have met my fancy in the past, but this time I was particularly taken with Sam’s dialogue. It all hits the right mark while maintaining his particular penchant for (apparent) non sequiturs. Plus, it’s all in the 2nd person.
Take this on pg.74:
Yeah, I went to the famous Square Books in Oxford, MS last weekend, and I’d all but forgotten that Kitty Snacks was made here until I saw it at the register and it looked to be the cashier’s copy, and I said, “do you have any more of these?” I think I startled him, because a) how often do you upsell a B&W lit zine? b) how many people come in looking and knowing Kitty Snacks besides all of your real-close associates? Maybe a lot do, maybe a lot don’t, I’m thinking the latter.
(When I saw Kitty Snacks, I was buying Annalemma 6. Vouched Books’ love of Annalemma is well documented).
But I knew of the legend of Kitty Snacks. It’s made in Oxford. Some of the editors work at Square & Off Square Books in Oxford. Kitty Snacks regularly features John Brandon. It regularly feature Sam Pink. This issue (#4) has both of them in there along Catherine Lacey and Scott McClanahan and Jack Pendarvis for people I’ve heard of. People like Charles Hale who was unknown to me before are now known to me and I’m better for it. Same for Mike Sauve. There’s also a photo essay in memory of Barry Hannah, whose loss the community is still mourning.
This was my first time to Oxford; it made me reconsider where I went to grad school, it seems all the writer peoples take care of each other down there, also the very esteemed Richard Ford is joining their ranks this fall which makes me…envious.
It’s amazing how some writers just sit there, sit there and sit there and then you discover them, but really they’ve been they’re along. That’s my experience with Frank Hinton this week.
I can’t fully reconstruct it, but I think I saw our very own Roxane Gay mention Hinton (of Metazen fame) in the HTMLG comments as part of what she was reading. Then I saw something else positive about Hinton’s new book, “I Don’t Respect Female Expression.” So I went over to Safety Third Enterprises and downloaded the ebook and noticed its release date. February.
The book was released in February? February! For realz?
So after downloading and paying the very reasonable $3 tag for it, I happened to look in my downloads. And saw another folder called “I Don’t Respect Female Expression.” Downloaded in March. March? March! For realz? I’d been sitting on this the whole time?
Now I’m finally reading it. Just about this time, Stephen Tully does it up this week on the aforementioned HTMLG.
There you go. “I Don’t Respect Female Expression” is well worth your time. And your money. Twice even.
Scott McClanahan STORIES V! Book Trailer 2 from Holler Presents on Vimeo.
Don’t worry there was not a Stories IV. And don’t worry if you haven’t read Stories or Stories II. But after reading Stories V! you may want to pick those up. Because this was my first intro to McClanahan, but I was floored and I read this so fast & quick, and those twists — I never ever saw them coming. You will be disarmed, then surprised and then you will tattoo yourself with invisible ink. Which is good.
I don’t know much about Avery: An Anthology of New Fiction, but they have a great call for submissions. They’re looking for stories that use one of their 25 selected cities prominently, including Indianapolis and my town, Nashville. I don’t know if you have to live in one of the towns to write about it, but check out the submission guidelines.
There’s also some sweet posters.
It was mentioned here that you should buy Jamie Iredell’s Prose. Poems ebook version to help Japan, but I’ll also throw my support behind the e-book editions of Sunlight At Midnight, Darkness At Noon by Hosho McCreesh and Christopher Cunningham and while I’m at it and generally b/c he’s a nice guy from all accounts, Ben Tanzer’s Most Likely You’ll Go Your Way and I’ll Go Mine.
Check the ebook link for all three here.
All three of these are out on Orange Alert Press, which had the nifty idea of having the ebooks support charities.
In addition to Jamie’s book supporting tsunami relief,Sunlight At Midnight, Darkness At Noon is benefiting Open Books & Most Likely…is for Prevent Child Abuse America.
As a fledgling publisher of randomness, I’ve always loved Orange Alert –the blog and the books. And this is another fine notch for the ever sizable Orange Alert belt of goodness.
Never have been a teacher’s aide or a sub or anything like that, but I thoroughly enjoy On Subbing: The First Four Years by David Roche. Think I got this in some type of nice package when I ordered my 2011 Slingshot Calendar from Microcosm Publishing. I never hear much about Microcosmon the “indie pub circuit” if you will (yes, you will), but they consistently put out quality work, mostly in the innovate non-fiction category.
On Subbing is just that — vignettes about subbing, mostly in the special ed. department. Roche bounces between care and annoyance, laughter and embarrassment, and it’s all so quick and easy in a journal burst style with very little overall narrative. Best part so far is when Dave challenges his punk friends to steal school supplies for the school, and they happily oblige.