Book Review: Bram Stoker's Notes for Dracula A Facsimile Edition, McFarland & Compant, Inc., 331 pages, 2008

Not here. Go to www.lurid-lit.com . Seriously, it will be there today. I am just jotting it down as a draft. And while you are there read some other stuff.....Thank you.

The Doctor is a Quack

Every year I take a piece that I have already had published and send it out to the most pompous e-zine I can find that evening. These are the journals of the beautiful people. These are the journals of the most intelligent. They will remind you, constantly.

These are the journals of the Ivy League. These are the journals of the real writers -- the real people of letters who are known and loved in Manhattan and Boston circles. After all they have a piece of paper generated from an overpriced lump of bricks that says so.

By the way, I have a doctorate.

I have rubbed shoulders with these people. I detest them. My idea is to expose them for the hacks they truly are. Their names while not appearing on this site will be part of a larger volume that I hope to have published by mid 2017. I have a publisher with an interest; an interest in resurrecting literature and wresting it from the boring and non-talented, as well as an interest in defeating the hack-o-rama wherever and whenever it appears.

In this particular case the writer guidelines advertised that all genres were welcome. Yet the hate filled publisher felt it necessary to inform me that horror was a junk genre; the least interesting and most socially ignorant genre there is after all it can't change the socio-political structure that we are all waged in battle with.

Really? None of your stable of writers seems to be known beyond your sideshow. What are these writers shaping? These mirror images of the overblown New Yorker cartoon of mush mouth gibberish that the clueless sheepishly hail as genius.

Just read them.

The standard buzz words were used for the standard rejection: lack of rhythm, forced rhymes, pass. But what stands out here is a new layer of condescendence. Because I submitted and because I lack both the knowledge and talent to know better I will be receiving a monthly newsletter outlining the talent that will appear that month and of course, a offer to donate money to keep the e-zine alive.

Sounds a lot like Public Television and Public Radio which is already subsidized by our taxes. Sounds a lot like both the Democrat and Republican parties.

Enough.  

Poetry is in the air...

Just finishing NURSERY RHYME. Poems are tough to publish these days. Most editors want a third rate rhythm and rhyme screen involving marital aids. Others want disjointed and random thoughts allowing the nonsense to disguise as literary highbrow tripe.

Resistance is what we seek.

STARVING to be re-published

In the next issue of SCHLOCK! BI-MONTHLY which means best of and which means on paper. Details to follow.

BE MINE has been published

In print on AMAZON.

THE CONTRACT is published

Here as part of HORRIFIED PRESS' anthology SUPERNATURAL. On the shelves now.

I write about some special ladies on Lurid-lit

It's me and the Hammer Honeys. Check out this piece of theatrical history....

http://www.lurid-lit.com/2016/04/book-review-hammer-glamour-by-marcus_3.html

Film Review: A Slit-Mouthed Woman, aka Carved, Directed by Koji Shiraishi, Japanese, 2007.

Touted to me as a creepy memorialization of the Japanese legend, this film had a magnificent first ten minutes. The rest of the film should have been slit to the cutting room floor.

Despite the gore, think Monty Python Pantomime characters. The middle of this film would be best seen during a nap and the ending is more predictable than professional wrestling.

I don't need to go. I don't need to discuss specifics. I was asleep for most of it and honestly didn't miss a thing.

So much could have been done, but maybe the film maker and his writers fell asleep as well.