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Friday, December 12, 2003  

this blog's been a little too emo lately, you know? so I figured with christmas right around the corner and exams coming up I should bring it back to it's roots, back to the real reason all 5 of you read this page: you still don't know what to get Trite for christmas, and you know I seem to have a plethora of ideas.
But in all seriousness, I have a christmas suggestion to add to the millions I have given. and it's for the emo kid "tortured soul" (or maybe just the scenester) on your list, you know, the one who listens to belle & sebastian, writes poetry, wears alot of black and reads zines. Anyhow, my good buddy neil has this little publishing company, fever press, which recently published it's first book (ok novella), happy birthday by Jozril A. Dahl. I'm going to rip the description off the website for you all before I give it my spin:
"A novella about loss, longing and love all mixed up and snorted in a line of ecstasy on the back of an AA handbook. This one time zine, will move you with its poetic story of falling for too many girls and taking too many drugs. "
sound familiar? anyhow, due to my extreme coolness (and much harrasment and pleading) Neil stashed a copy in my bag when I was in Winnipeg so I'd have something to read while procrastinating (god forbid I actually study).. and read I did - I managed to finish the book Tuesday at work, start to finish (please note I did absoultely nothing at work from 1:30 - 4:30).. and thouroughly enjoyed it. It had its moments where to me the drug refs seemed to have little use other than give the author street cred.. and there was not nearly enough sex for my liking.. but nonetheless it managed to hold my attention all the way through, and we all know what a short attention span I have - the prose is what did it, I simply enjoyed how it was written..
go read a chunk for yourself.
cute, isn't it? it brings me back to when life was much less mundane seeming than it is today - not too long ago. anyhow, go on over to fever press and get yourself a copy. you all know what a shitty reviewer I am (yes kill bill was a fucking wicked movie) realise that I just can't explain my enthusiasm. Plus, you'd be helping out indy publishing in canada (yay) and my good buddy neil (maybe he'd come visit)
(while you're there order some 'zines as well, rumour has it orange shoes contains some wicked nude sketches... somehow I've never been privy to seeing them.. )

posted by kim | 2:06 a.m.|
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