Author Archives: writedrunkandeditsober

Books: Digital or Print?

Posted on February 20, 2013 by writedrunkandeditsober

One summer back in the third grade, when I was, if possible, nerdier than I am today, I created a book fort in the back corner of my closet. I pinned postcards to the walls with blue pieces of sticky tack, hammered a green blanket over my head as a tent, and stacked all of […] Continue reading →

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Setting the Tone for Climate Change Literature

Posted on January 30, 2013 by writedrunkandeditsober

I have a habit of writing late at night. I set up a chair at my kitchen window, prop my laptop on the sill, and gaze out at the 2 a.m. Nashville pastoral. It’s the same view every night. There’s the quiet calm of the empty bank parking lot, the dimmed lights of the closed […] Continue reading →

Posted in climate change literature, dystopia, ecotopia, environment, nashville, tornado sirens, tornados, writing | Comments Off

Time to Change the Road We’re On

Posted on January 29, 2013 by writedrunkandeditsober

Hey there literature lovers, it’s been awhile. Let’s just say the obvious: it’s my fault, not yours. I haven’t kept up with you as a good friend should, and all I can offer you are my few feeble excuses. I blame my blogging truancy on the combined forces of post-finals burnout and a holiday-treat-induced torpor, […] Continue reading →

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The Future of Creative Writing

Posted on December 8, 2012 by writedrunkandeditsober

Inspiration is everywhere, but if you write about your life, make sure you’re consistent about the pseudonym. Continue reading →

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Bibliopocalypse Bullshit

Posted on December 6, 2012 by writedrunkandeditsober

If you’re a literature lover, you’ve probably grown weary of false prophets proclaiming The End of the Book. It’s easy to shake your head and smirk at the world’s December 21st doomsday preoccupations, but rumors of the publishing apocalypse have bombarded the literary world for a long time now, and such discussions still make us […] Continue reading →

Posted in apocalypse, Authors, books, death of the book, Esquire, Life, Literature, National Endowment for the Arts, Stephen Marche, writing | Comments Off

The Reluctant Read

Posted on November 28, 2012 by writedrunkandeditsober

Have you ever read a book you were certain you would despise? Someone forced it on you, for one reason or another—class or a kindly but pushy relative—and every ounce of you resisted. You took the loathsome lump of a novel in your hands and a frown unfolded from every crook in your body. Your […] Continue reading →

Posted in Authors, books, Both Ways Is the Only Way I Want It, Life, Literature, Maile Meloy, Montana, New Yorker, Read Drunk; Analyze Sober, reading, Richard Ford | Comments Off

Write High and Edit Sober

Posted on November 14, 2012 by writedrunkandeditsober

Hey there literature lovers,
Guess what? Last week Colorado and Washington legalized recreational marijuana use. I bet you knew that already.
Whether you agree with the new laws or not, the precedent of substance-inspired prose was set a long, long ti… Continue reading →

Posted in Authors, denis johnson, drugs, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, fiction, Hunter S. Thompson, jesus' son, Life, Literature, marijuana, writing | Comments Off

Short Story: Election Day

Posted on November 8, 2012 by writedrunkandeditsober

Bare with me here. I’m experimenting with new ways to make fiction relevant and timely (which in many ways isn’t the purpose of fiction), so I submit to you this story, which revolves around Tuesday’s election. Got any comments or critiques? Let me know. Election Day It was election day. Election day! All that morning the […] Continue reading →

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Hurricane Stories (Mine and Yours and Ours)

Posted on October 31, 2012 by writedrunkandeditsober

September of my junior of high school—back in 2008—a Category 4 Hurricane, Ike, hammered the Gulf Coast. In Houston, oaks and pines cracked at their spines, falling on houses, cars, and power lines. Gray water rose high in the streets-turned-canals. Power lines hung limp, like forgotten party streamers, from their crooked poles. The whole city […] Continue reading →

Posted in Hurricane Ike, Hurricane Katrina, Hurricane Sandy, Instacane, Instagram, Life, New York City, social media, Things They Carried | Comments Off

Twitter Fiction: “Shrapnel”

Posted on October 24, 2012 by writedrunkandeditsober

This week I’m posting my first ever fiction story to appear on this blog. It also happens to be the first short story that I have ever written to fit the 140-character Twitter format, and was published via @pancakebooks (stupid name, I know) earlier this week. My inspiration for this form comes from Jennifer Egan’s […] Continue reading →

Posted in Black Box, buddha, Jennifer Egan, korean war, New Yorker, Original Fiction, Short story, Twitter, twitter fiction | Comments Off

The Case for Lilac Prose

Posted on October 17, 2012 by writedrunkandeditsober

Dear literature lovers, have you grown sick of simple sentences? Deadened to the doldrums of dry, dusty prose? Benumbed by the banal? You’re not alone. I, and at least one other guy, agree with you. And after all, don’t we have a right to be upset? These days American literature has taken on the drab […] Continue reading →

Posted in american prose, Authors, Ben Masters, Bruno Schulz, Literature, maximalism, New York Times, prose, Saul Bellow, Street of Crocodiles, Vladimir Nabokov, writing | Comments Off

The Power of Imagination Against Oppression

Posted on October 10, 2012 by writedrunkandeditsober

Why do we read literature? No, really, why? Good literature goes beyond entertainment—it reaches down into the core of us and jerks us back into the heart of the world, into the heart of humanity, into the whirling depths of the human soul. That is what we need to remember. Azar Nafisi, author of Reading […] Continue reading →

Posted in Authors, Azar Nafisi, books, C.S. Lewis, empathy, imagination, Iran, Life, Literature, Reading Lolita in Tehran, Short story, story | Comments Off

Strutting Across the Author Platform

Posted on October 9, 2012 by writedrunkandeditsober

This is a big one everybody. Get ready. Don your chunky yellow hard hat and your white paper mouth masks and the oversized plastic goggles that make the rounds of your eyes expand to the size of fish bowls. You ready? You good? Because this is explosive. Drumroll, everyone… I JUST PUBLISHED MY NOVEL!!!!!!!!!!!! TELL […] Continue reading →

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Blogs to Read When Your Apartment is Shaking

Posted on October 8, 2012 by writedrunkandeditsober

If you are like me, which is to say you live on the fourth floor of a dilapidated apartment building with no elevator, no couch, and no kitchen table, not to mention the fact that the windows rattle in their frames with every burst of thunder that shakes the building (twice in the past minute), […] Continue reading →

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