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HEY LOOK ANOTHER POST ABOUT ONLINE LIT THINGS IN GENERAL

15 Oct

Blake Butler posted a question on HTLMGIANT the other day, asking what people think are the best (“based on content, prestige, and design”) online lit journals, and oh boy, the lists were interesting.

This question and the answers seem useful to explore, think about, discuss, etc. I’ll post my list, with some short notes, and I hope that is okay and worthwhile.

Elimae: Slick, simple beauty, like handcrafted paper. Consistent work, pushing limits I think on genres, form, etc. Surprising artwork. MONTHLY THANK YOU. A golden oldie of sorts too, right? And check the HTMLGIANT comments, elimae on about every list.

Diagram: Another smooth beaut. Easy archives, like I wanna read that Ryan Ridge thing about piece about doors, got it, woah. Do I always “get” the diagrams? Probably not, but hey that’s different and thought-provoking cool. History doesn’t lie, this is a big gob of goodness to gobble gobble up.

The Collagist: Is this wrong of me? I am a blog editor for these fine folks, but I’m talking journal. Anyways, I was a big time fan long before I was allowed to act a fool on that blog. Look at those colors popping off my screen. Timely, I know the 15th of the month, maybe even like 10 pm on the 14th, I am getting some new word goodness. WE ALL NEED GOOD WORD PALS TO COUNT ON TO HAND US GOOD STUFF.

Everyday Genius: Sometimes, I just can’t wait a whole month, enter EG, and woah, I have this cool new piece (WITH PICTURE SOMETIMES) to give my eyes and brain some lovin’. Good. Also, that logo rules real yes, the doubleness, not allowing me to look too long, EVERYDAY GENIUS got it, now move on to the awesome writing below.

Robot Melon: This journal, are they done with issues?, was not selected, I believe, by anyone else in the comments, but it holds a special place in my online lit journal cobweb. One of the first places I burned my eyes on. One of the first places I read some of my favorite indie writers–Mike Young, Sam Pink, Adam Robinson–as well as spying some work from people associated with my university–Sean Lovelace, Ryan Rader, Daniel Bailey. In short, man, this journal was my “gateway” into this glorious kingdom I’m in now. OH THANK HEAVENS.

So, I’m sure this will change, some people hate lists, they are okay I think, I see lists like fingers, sometimes they break or get all scabby, other times they are handy. BADDABING.

Jon Cone Channels Whitman

7 Oct

Or maybe it’s Ginsberg. Or maybe it’s actually Dostoevsky. I like to think it’s Whitman, though.

In any case, you should check out his two poems over in the new issue of elimae:

My severed! Lonely, apart!

Rough-edged, bloody!

Read the rest over at elimae.

September Elimae

11 Sep

Being their punctual selves, Elimae popped out a new baby at the beginning of the month, full of goodness, potential, and beautiful eyes. Being myself, I let the rest of the websters have their go at it, waiting 11 days to let my internetting take me back to my beloved darling.

Here is how I’m doing this: I’m sitting down in my room, kids (not mine) are playing outside (not reading books/web journals!), and I’M GONNA READ THIS WHOLE ISSUE. I usually shriek when something makes my brain feel nice, so I’ll write about that below, like my words can hopefully echo my howl. COOL? cool?

READY SET GO MAN GO

WHAT’S THIS? A PAINTING? FIRST THING! GREAT THING! This thing reminds me nothing is perfect, but so much can be AWESOME. OH this painting called ADVERT BY JOHN LINDUS greets me, whispers to keep going, keep going. HELLO.

The Scale” by Kimberly Ruth owns seven sentences, each one is a plop of setting, a plop of characterization, a plop of LIFE. This sentence alone is enough for me: “I can drive you, but maybe you ought to walk, he said.” DANG.

I’m studying Manifestos in one of my classes, and something about “My Uniform” by Jeremy Lespi is calling out MANIFESTO, or maybe MANI at least. Meaning maniac, mania, manifold, “man i can’t believe how cool this poem is.” Cool here meaning I can’t pull myself away from this piece, the emotion, the description, the sound. Just say it, “My uniform is grey and green and light blue and I never take it off.” Woah.

“Variations of a Brother War (Ammo Triptych)” by J.A. Tyler showcases why it is hard to find a cool issue of a sweet journal without finding Tyler inside. It is the craft of this piece, of most his pieces, that astounds me, the way the repetition in structure drives each piece, the concision of each sentence, seeming thoughtful and important, even the way the three pieces (purposely?) play together is striking. I’m astounded ASTOUNDED I said.

These Two Fictions by Barry Graham are touching without making me gag. Good, thanks. I want to use the word erupt, but I’m not sure that works. I think what I’m trying to say is the reflective angle of these two pieces is like a volcano or angry guy, but no that makes no sense at all. Really, what I’m trying to say is these two pieces, though stemming from obviously similar openings, unfold, yes unfold, like a really nice picture, where something is realized by the viewer-of-said-picture, erupting (there I said it) in a pleasant “ahhhh” or “awwww” or “ohhhh” moment (depending on your place in life) that exudes from the words on the page, um screen. (Side note: I can’t recall a piece of lit that refers to Shrek.)

ANOTHER BEAUTIFUL ISSUE BY ONE OF MY FAVORITE ONLINE JOURNALS. I’M SO STOKED TO BE ABLE TO TALK ABOUT THIS NEW ISSUE HERE. HEY I’M JUST SO STOKED TO BE HERE. THANK YOU FOR YOUR EYES EVERYONE.

Oh, I should not be rude, especially on my first post: what is your favorite piece, dear reader, from this issue?