Tag Archives: the writing life

All My Books

Posted on November 19, 2025 by John Biscello

Interview on All my Books, a podcast aired on MET RAdio (Toronto Metropolitan University).

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All My Books

Posted on November 10, 2025 by John Biscello

It was such a pleasure getting to be a guest on All My Books, a program on MET Radio (Toronto Metropolitan University), and chat about the writing life, creative process, indie publishing, and other related topics. The show will air this … Continue reading →

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Masks

Posted on August 13, 2025 by John Biscello

“Why so much fear of tears? Because the masks we use are made of salt. A stinging red salt which makes us beautiful and majestic but devours our skin.” – Luisa Valenzuela My new novel, The Last Furies, coming soon … Continue reading →

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Voices of Taos

Posted on July 30, 2025 by John Biscello

It was good times getting to sip coffee in the radio booth with Lynne Robinson, as we created our “on-air cafe” and chatted about theater, movies, working with youth, the writing life, Patti Smith, and the scheduled release of two … Continue reading →

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Twice Five Miles podcast interview

Posted on April 4, 2025 by John Biscello

It was an absolute pleasure being a guest on the Twice Five Miles podcast with James Nave, getting to discuss youth theater, the writing life, creative process, and many other things under the sun and moon.

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Nobody’s on Second

Posted on November 20, 2024 by John Biscello

She told me I was crazy. It would be like taking out a restraining order against your shadow to stop it from following you. Then, Edie deepened her voice with judicial authority, and decreed: Shadow, you have been court-ordered to … Continue reading →

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Ask the Dust

Posted on August 25, 2024 by John Biscello

A musician named Sam introduce me to Ask the Dust when I was in my early twenties. It was exactly the book I needed at the time. Sam had heard me read at The Vault, this house-based performance space in … Continue reading →

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Monkeys and Barrels

Posted on June 23, 2024 by John Biscello

Kinked reflections on the writing life, New York states of mind, Babe Ruth’s prodigious appetite, Einsteinian time-blips, desert blues, and the Aqua Net generation.

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Monkeys and Barrels

Posted on January 24, 2024 by John Biscello

None of it was going anywhere. It had been a while. Both things were true. Both could be beginnings. So let’s go with both: None it was going anywhere. It had been a while. I felt like a dehydrated man … Continue reading →

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Window

Posted on August 14, 2023 by John Biscello

From the series, Japan Poems. Rainy day, through the upstairs window at the café, framed within the wrought-iron railing enclosing the stone ledge on which the potted plants sit, women in summer kimonos carrying closed umbrellas.

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