Vegging out on Queer As Folk. Never watched it before, but pretty good, even though 99 percent of the guys are like models.
I bought a book to day on cervical cancer. It’s pretty random. I don’t know how I’m going to use it, but that’s what I love about research. Besides, it was cheap, only three bucks or something.
Oh, I should say that I hate FaceBook. They’re the most venal people in the universe.
It seems like the second novel has built-in expectations, like WTF is this about. As a reader, I don’t gravitate to novels that are “about” anything. I love LOVE digression, burrowing, deferring — it’s kind of like surfing, I think, something I’ve never done, but the concept seems apt. Like powering down the face of some kind of exploitation. I used to say exploiting ideas was was dependent on value, you know, choosing to exploit something that had an implicit value, but that may not be true. I just don’t know at this moment.
But I know one thing: writing is no place for modesty. I have to leave it ALL out there for everybody to see.
By the way, I’m reading from Be Safe on July 9 at Beyond Baroque in Venice, CA at 7 p.m. I’m going to be reading from the only chapter with a title beyond a number, “The AIDS Clinic.”
It was my favorite chapter to write, the one where I felt like a writer maybe for the first time in my life.
Writing is exciting sometimes. And so are so many things. I’m a writer so I write.
Confession: I don’t know what I’m doing. This in itself isn’t surprising. I’m a writer but I have absolutely zero aptitude for commercial considerations. But there’s nothing like trying, so here goes: Be Safe is my debut novel. It’s pretty good. As a matter of fact it was reviewed like this:
“…Weaver’s adventures flow and burble like liquor taps, and ideas spill every which way, similar to the work of William Burroughs.” and “Weaver’s marriage of the high and the low—the classical music digressions and the dirty sex fantasies—will broaden most readers’ horizons” and finally, “Strong writing chops sculpt an odyssey from an addict’s raw life”…Kirkus Reviews
I’ve started a new novel. It’s really hard, harder than the first one, I think, for any number of reasons. I think it’s some kind of perceived responsibility that rests on my shoulders now, where in the first novel all I was concerned about was producing enough words.
This is the post excerpt.
I don’t know literally anything about web pages. I know they’re supposed to invite commerce in a friendly way, like be welcoming. So welcome, everybody. Money is vulgar, of course, but so are many necessities. So please feel free to spend some of it on my book. It’s not expensive, and I bet you will enjoy it. A small price to pay for a bit of enjoyment, I think.