Hey I know I've been sort of blog-crazy lately. I think the "heat" has driven me indoors. The "din in the head" as Cynthia Ozick calls it has left me staring mad-eyed into my screen.
Anyway, Thursday I wrote a couple longer posts about J.G. Ballard and Rene Daumal at The Rumpus.
I kind of pulled them out of my ass, as the saying goes, but I do believe both authors require extensive exploration and I encourage you to explore. Mt. Analogue might be the greatest non-new age New Age novel ever written about metaphysical mountaineering.
Also, I encourage you to read Rumpus chief editor Stephen Elliott's new book, The Adderall Diaries. Actually I need to do that too. It looks like a harrowing, visceral, genre-busting feat.
Thank you and good night.
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