Thursday, June 10, 2010
Whipped Dogs and Butterflies
A kind note from Kevin McCollister:
A man who eats dinner every day at four. A man with a forty inch waist and a thirty inch inseam. A man who shares a bathroom with nine other men. A cold spaghetti eater, the international spokesman of the dull...they’re all “Among the Living” — but just barely.
So much frustration burns within each one of them that it’s a wonder a scream doesn’t erupt until it does.
The stories of Among the Living are just as well-observed as the beautiful poems in The Painting of You but, damn, they seem to come from an entirely different solar system. The narrators of your stories are sardonic, whipped dogs who can’t wait for it all to be over. The man who cared for his ailing mother, however, imagines her eating bowls of cereal with butterflies in her hair.
I think most of us would admit, however reluctantly, to living most of our lives in the world of Among the Living. It’s the possibility of spending a few moments in the world of The Painting of You that makes us smile in anticipation.
Cover image: an early self-portrait (click to enlarge).
Among the Living and Other Stories
The Painting of You
Recently Linked: My thanks to Melanie Huber for linking here from her blog, Mortal Corkscrew. A link there can also be found in the “Reading Room.”
Kevin’s letter added to Among the Living.
In the Forum: his master’s crank and turntable.