Still shambling the streets of the city Nelson Algren defined, I am the Monster in a madhouse refined. Burma Shave.
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Etchings For Dennison
As mentioned in my last post about Mr. Matheson, I truly think that Dennis Etchison is my mentor. I read THE DARK COUNTRY when it first came out in 1984 and I was working in Evanston at a law firm, the Kroch's & Brentano's being my local lunch haunt. To this day, I do not know why I made an expensive purchase, but I devoured the book, thinking on how the hell this guy knew what voices I heard in my head. His next collection, BLOOD KISS, was a gift to me but the lips in the middle illustration are for another story at another time. We are good friends and there's a photo of Dennis and I at Arcana in St. Paul circa 1993 and the top photo he sent me for Christmas, for some inescapable reason. Possibly this is where he goes to write. Your guess is as good as mine....Wayne
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Dennis Etchison,
Jack Martin,
The Dark Country,
Xia Xia Girl
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I remember The Dark Country as a revelation as well. Etchison is a truly gifted writer. I like the picture in the old truck. He looks sort of like a homeless bum but hey, it could be worse.
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