Tag Archives: novel

Sea Change

Posted on August 25, 2024 by John Biscello

Excerpt from my recently completed novel, Worlds Last Imagined. This fragment is a meditation upon the tenuous and subjective relationship between memory and fiction: She stood at a distance, imagining her daughter there, playing. She saw how her daughter lit … Continue reading →

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Worlds Last Imagined

Posted on July 1, 2024 by John Biscello

New novel completed. Grateful for my Abiquiu retreat, where I got to balance work process, nourishing solitude and exploration of this area’s breathtaking beauty. WORLDS LAST IMAGINEDIn these time-bending, multiform chronicles,A) A pair of “tweeners,” the names given to metamorphic … Continue reading →

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Blue

Posted on February 22, 2024 by John Biscello

I knew this. Even before I met her, I knew this. But she, as an explicit confirmation, as a caretaker and symbiotic mouthpiece to my unsaid secrets, said, and so concisely—Dreams come out of the blue, returning to the blue. … Continue reading →

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Stand-Up

Posted on February 22, 2024 by John Biscello

This is not a not a novel. This is a rhapsody. I rhapsodize, I bubble, I ferment, I fount. The amassing of word-shaped sounds have become rhapsodies, digressions, solos within spheres and platforms of soul-sounding species and choruses, the every … Continue reading →

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Test Dummies

Posted on February 18, 2024 by John Biscello

(Excerpt from Worlds Last Imagined, novel in progress). We saw them carrying life-sized dummies to the town square. It was eerie how each dummy so closely resembled the person who was carrying it. We watched as all the dummies were … Continue reading →

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Funereal

Posted on February 17, 2024 by John Biscello

(Excerpt from Worlds Last Imagined, novel in progress.) Last night Ariana and I attended our own funerals. It was something we did from time to time. We saw ourselves, lying there, pretending to be dead, saw a wavering horde of … Continue reading →

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Nocturne Remixed

Posted on November 30, 2023 by John Biscello

Completed film script adaptation of my novel, Nocturne Variations. One of my ongoing projects has been adapting my novels and plays into feature-length film scripts, and it has been a great joy and challenge and learning experience, remixing and re-visioning … Continue reading →

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A Dream Grows in Brooklyn

Posted on November 29, 2023 by John Biscello

New edition of No Man’s Brooklyn available. “Biscello succeeds in bringing to life both Daniel as well as the intriguing milieu that created him: stoops, city parks, 40-ounce bottles of malt liquor.”–KIRKUS REVIEWS NO MAN’S BROOKLYNFrom the valentine boneyards of … Continue reading →

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Cowpunk

Posted on May 15, 2023 by John Biscello

Another track from the jukebox catalog of None So Distant. COWPUNKLast night you set my quizzical pompadour on fire. Tonight, baby, I’m yours, behind the shed, all slangy and lonesome, in the needle’s eye of a hell-bellied storm. We are … Continue reading →

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Bluegrass

Posted on May 13, 2023 by John Biscello

Music plays a significant role in both the construction and tone of None So Distant, with one of the sections, titled Jukebox, functioning as a mythical and conceptual music catalog. Below is one of the “songs” from Jukebox. BLUEGRASSOffbeat lonesome … Continue reading →

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