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Tag Archives: stories
Flint
I came across what was no longer there, and thought—Burning books isn’t so terrible. What is a far worse fate for books, what really transforms them into grave casualties: apathy. Indifference and neglect of books is a much … Continue reading →
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Tagged book burning, Books, death, literature, Prose, Reading, stories, tragedy, words
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Moratorium
I. Beckett spoke about it: the inability to keep quiet. The incapacity to not say stories, not write stories, not place oneself inside stories in which you make and unmake and remake yourself endlessly, an orgy of particles constellating jittery … Continue reading →
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Tagged Books, failure art, fiction, literature, long sonata of the dead, modernism, plays, Poetry, Prose, samuel beckett, silence, solipsism, stories, storytelling, texts for nothing, words, writing
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Lives in the Day Of
One of my recent projects has been compiling stories and flash fiction into a collection titled: Lives in the Day Of. After selection, rewriting, and editing, the collection comprises twenty-two pieces, spanning the past fifteen years. Some of these works … Continue reading →
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Tagged autofiction, collection, fiction, flash fiction, new work, Prose, stories, text
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Green Dark
We enter forests at the liminal risk of time lost to the vagrancies of dreaming and silence of choir— Engendered by echoes and bated tense we move on at the mercy of mirrorless haunt.
The Ghostwriter Variations
I Now that he was dead, everything was different. No more desire or ambition, no more pressures or expectations. All of that had gone the instant his human life had expired. As a ghost, at first he wondered … Continue reading →
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Tagged afterlife, craft, ghostwriting, Poetry, Prose, spirit, stories, vocation, whatever
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Updated Bio
Hailing from Brooklyn, NY, author, poet, playwright, perfomer and screenwriter, John Biscello, is the author of four novels–Broken Land, Raking the Dust, Nocturne Variations, No Man’s Brooklyn–two volumes of poetry–Arclight, Moonglow on Mercy Street–a collection of stories, Freeze Tag–and an … Continue reading →
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Tagged Amazon, bio, Drama, film, novels, plays, Publications, soundcloud, stories, storytelling, Theater, youth theater
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The Writing Life
I have always depended on the company of words.
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Tagged Books, imagination, novels, poems, Poetry, stories, texts, the writing life, vocation
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In Our Solitude
Near to the bones of warming solitude. Within vagrancy’s timelocked spells we wander you could say we are wanderstruck. Modes of lyrical living allows us to bask in living alone in the company of words stories voices. For them we … Continue reading →
Company of Echoes
Near to the bones of warming solitude we wildly graze. We are out here in this place where our vagrancies are enabled by the mass grace of words stories voices that roots us home. At home with solitude we are … Continue reading →
To No End
Texts to be read aloud inside your head while no one is listening. This one of the directives we received. We also heard Your ears may start to burn as if a forest fire is burning inside your head a … Continue reading →
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Tagged abstract, book of longing, pollock, Prose, stories, storytellers, voices, words
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