Posts by tag: Amygdalatropolis

Amygdalatropolis interview

►/1404er/ (Fri) 23:34:11 No.10006857698

What kind of stupid fucking question is this. Of course nobody here has killed anyone. /1404er/ consists of three types of people: fat neckbearded virgins, thin neckbearded virgins and 12 year old edgelords, none of whom have ever been in a real fight, let alone killed someone.

And if you’re curious, i’m in the fat neckbearded virgin category, only i can’t grow a beard as it ends up patchy. (Amygdalatropolis p. 53)

Publishing today at 3AM Magazine is my interview with B.R. Yeager, author of the one-of-a-kind novel Amygdalatropolis (2017).

I don’t read a whole lot of contemporary literature, but this one did capture my attention and make its way into my home and my heart. In my introduction, I venture that it may be the great social media novel, perhaps the great internet novel for our time.

Those readers who have followed my writing may know that it’s been quite some time — 2 or 3 years? — since I donned my ‘book reviewer’s’ cap. And it’s been even longer since I did an interview with an author. (In fact, I have only done one interview previously, with Joseph McElroy.) Again, it was discovering this nonpareil book that spurred me to want to write about it, and, in fact, evangelize for it. (I had meant to write a review last year of Susan Howe’s Debths, but it never came to fruition: I choked on my mixed feelings for it. Maybe I will write something on it eventually and sort through those mixed feelings.)

To be more specific: it was the fact that Amygdalatropolis was published by a small press — you might even call it a micro-press — with no publicity campaign whatsoever, no pay-to-play review in Publisher’s Weekly, likely no official reviews at all, and in fact no social media presence as far as I can tell, etc. — that made me feel it deserved a fuller reckoning than just a single solitary reading. To some this might be obvious, but it can be very discouraging to see how stark the difference in awareness, publicity, and readership is between tiny independent presses and their larger, louder peers. I find this situation hugely depressing. The larger outlets tend to cover the same titles, usually from similar perspectives, and I start to find their voices and their online presence odious.

Hats off to small presses + the underdog.

Dec. ’17 + Jan. ’18 reading log

February already. The New Year’s no longer so new. The two books in bold here blew me away. I’m preparing an interview with Yeager on Amygdalatropolis. All of these books are nonpareil and fantastic.

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Beneath the Underdog (1971) – Charles Mingus

The Fifth Child (1988) – Doris Lessing

The Rest is Noise: Listening to the Twentieth Century (2007) – Alex Ross (begun)

Deliverance: Writings on Postal Relations (2014) – Marc Fischer

The New Analog: Listening and Reconnecting in a Digital World (2017) – Damon Krukowski

Amygdalatropolis (2017) – B.R. Yeager