Search & Destroy by Various Artists
momentous occasion five readers of the highest possible caliber are converging
on New York City. Of course it helps that most of the readers live in the New York
Tri State area, with one notable envoy from West Virginia. The rest moved to
New York City many years ago to join the KGB. All of them prominent and
published, they are the cream of the crop if crops grew cream, which, sadly
they do not.
Alexander begins this fantastic journey. Born and bred Baltimore she has made
her way up to New York City. Recently she came out with her debut collection “WILDLIVES”
about a collection of young rapscallions with some very wild lives. Life is
supposed to be wild and there’s no better way of displaying that putting words
Escoria: where to begin? Beach Sloth met Juliet Escoria once. Originally from
some part of California, Juliet Escoria does good work. Her book was one of
Beach Sloth’s highlights from 2014 and helped Beach Sloth through one of the
worst years of his entire life (thus far, Beach Sloth is still fairly young and
always up for disappointment). “Black Cloud” was an atmospheric book, like the
storm and the newfound appreciation of the calm right after the storm when
peace sets in. This will be the first time Beach Sloth hears her read; assuming
Beach Sloth is able to attend.
Hodson has graced the fine pages of Beach Sloth before. “Pity the Animal” is
her latest addition to her ever-growing repertoire. In this book she explores
the imagined life of Eeyore, the bleakest of the “Winnie the Pooh” characters.
For the plot Chelsea Hodson recalls the freshman year of college for Eeyore,
the disappointment, alienation, and inability to pass a basic Intro to Algebra
Khakpour is everywhere and about everything. Her work appears across the entire
world. She teaches. The books she has written have come out at a rapid pace and
all hold a level of quality few can hold a candle to. Part of this is due to
the excellent work she puts into everything she writes, and the other part has
to do with the fact that candles have been slowly phased out as a form of
the more youthful, more asshole Old Testament God. That God was a dick, turning
people into pillars of salt, raining frogs, killing babies. Only later with the
New Testament did God chill out a bit. According to biblical scholars the New
Testament God met somebody online, finally paid off their student loans, and
started saving up to buy a small studio in a respectable bedroom community near
a major city. Old Testament God was the kind of God that was too old to be
living with their parents and hadn’t worked in two years. So yeah, different
Gods but Katherine Morris explores God’s youth.
May 22nd, everything will change all thanks to the KGB.