The Long Way Home | The Best Of the Little Red Book Series | 1998 – 2008 | E-Book

This sturdy series of little ‘books’ has been compared to the Pocket Poets series begun in the early 60s by City Lights Publishing and continues to delight audiences with the powerful imagery of the writers selected. As Laurel Speer (Beatlick News) wrote: “You can carry a Little Red Book in your coat pocket along with a passport. The passport will take you out of the country. The book will transport you out into the galaxy.” Continue reading

RD Armstrong | Fire and Rain | Selected Poems 1993 – 2007 | Volume One & Two | E-Book

In this era of burgeoning social dysfunction, and its transitive residue on the person, through world, state, economics, religion, family, relationship and god knows whatever the hell else, autobiographical (not confessional) poetry is of paramount importance. At its best, it bears personal witness to all these things, declares supporting solidarity with others, and in the spirit of hope, points to salvation.” —Steve Goldman Continue reading

RD Armstrong | El Pagano And Other Twisted Tales | Lummox Press | E-Book

As a poet, I had no qualms about sharing my work with anyone who would listen, but I was much more cautious about sharing my stories. Perhaps this is because, in the beginning, I wrote about what was most prominent in my mind: sex. Except for the last story in this collection I really haven’t included any of the original “blue” stories that got me going, so to speak. Eventually, I settled down and began to write stories instead of sexcapades. Perhaps, someday, I’ll publish these blue stories, though I’m beginning to think that life is already pornographic enough… As to the title of this collection, the term El Pagano is a Spanish pun used by Gypsy performers. Literally it means The Pagan, or non-believer; but it can also mean The One Who Pays. — RD Armstrong Continue reading

S. A. Griffin

I remember sitting up half the night talking to S.A. Griffin in my book littered office about everything from poetry to crime to movies to getting drunk. I remember listening to S. A. read The Apes Of Wrath at the Gerald Peters Gallery in Santa Fe. I remember the crazy outlaw talk talk talk in John Macker’s converted roadhouse home out in Bernal and the walk out into the wilderness beyond his house where he had made a slab rock altar for Sam Peckinpah’s typewriter. I remember the hour long interview S. A. Griffin did with me on his blogtalk radio show. Mostly, what I remember about the times that S. A. I get together is the excitement of the conversation. Which is really more like plugging into a shared energy source. — Todd Moore Continue reading