I’m in the middle of Ru Marshall’s American Trickster: The Hidden Lives of Carlos Castaneda and it’s got my brain buzzing. I’m going to have a lot to say when I finish. Meanwhile, here’s a close call I had with Castaneda’s universe that's too much to plug into a book review: It was back in the Nineties. I was getting over being depressed by my career crashing and burning. My wife, Emily Devenport,…
Chicanonautica is all about the heat, over at La Bloga . The heat's on all over America: In Arizona, we've got a monsoon with massive haboobs: Dehydration is an issue: And we're cooking:
I hoped that I wouldn’t have to write this one. Sometimes, if you wait a bit, the problem fixes itself, but not this time. So now I have to explain . . . If you tried to buy my books on Amazon in the last few weeks, you've gotten a “Sorry we can’t find this page” message and a picture of a cute doggie with a suggestion to try Amazon’s home page. When you did that, you get the message with another…
Its raining little apocalypses in Chicanonautica , at La Bloga . What is that smell? And it's everywhere: Could be coming from the White House? Be careful out there:
Once again, Chicanonautica goes looking for America, in Aztlán, at La Bloga . What a better thing to do on the 250th 4th of July? And of course, fireworks: There's chilaquiles out there! And Zorro lives!
I like to cherchez la weird while on the road. And sometimes the weird is literally on the road. As in weird vehicles. Not just the occassional goof wherein something unusual gets temporarily cranked out of the corporate assembly lines. I mean those acts of defiance when the consumers hijack the product and remake it into something more suited to their sensibilities and lifestyles. Or some…
When this goes up, Emily and I will be off on another getaway. Yeah, I know we just did one a couple of weeks ago, but you gotta do what you like to do when you get the chance, and schedules in this world-gone-mad force you to be fiendishly opportunistic. Muhahahahahahahah! And we have made getting out of town on the Fourth of July into a tradition. Relax out of the Metro Phoenix heat island. Come…
You can read it in Chicanonautica , over at La Bloga . In the gonzo traditon, I write on a road trip: Because I'm teaching how to write Gonzo Science Fiction, Chicano Style: I even experiment with writing under the influence: Will I ever be comfortable in the role of teacher?
It’s not summer yet, but it’s hotter than hell. I’ve got a weird feeling about this summer–and not just more recording breaking (or should that be melting?) heat. That’s why Emily and I do these little getaways, up north, Prescott, Jerome, Sedona. Where it’s about twenty degrees cooler. You know you’ve been living in Arizona when eighty degrees Fahrenheit seems cool. And I had to write my story…
I'm getting ready to play teacher in Chicanonautica at La Bloga : It'll be gonzo: And maybe a bit mystical: But I don't believe in gurus: There will be demystification: