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about the author
a bunch of failed websites later, josh nilles has actually stuck with one. he is releasing these books of poetry because they are books, each with a theme all it's own and he wants them out of his life. he started writing them upon moving to texas from washington state and they have lingered ever since going 'hey! i'm not so bad! what are you going to do? send me out to every critic you've read? are you going to buy an agent?' and i kept saying 'no. no. just keep existing until somebody notices.' and they still exist. he is also working on a trilogy inspired by his favorite topics like celebrity drug gossip, thomas pynchon's work with the government, his own poetry, playstation 1 and 2 square-enix games and genetic modification and the lack of any mainstream sci-fi efforts that speak to the exclusionary aspects he found so appealing. though these interests are probably more about the poems contained within the ones he is releasing. his favorite food is pad thai and eggplant. he is a confused reactionary who doesn't know what he wants but reads books, comics and zines nonetheless. he wears nothing but silkscreened t-shirts for 80s psychedelic bands and torn up jeans.
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release date -
12-08-10 via amazon.com digital
release date for print edition forthcoming - projected early '11
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the books
music that was left undisturbed by time
how many more moves?
how much recuperating in order?
expensive shoes and stressful fake outfits
but painfully i regret it all especially for the slow
and for an anti-pretending to join in
because
it's made right into the computer and stays there
a solider
whose alarms only work the belief
newly in line for the
sake of acting cool again so
calling up a buddy
buying a modified gun
busy day while still lights out in the city
going to be animals running away straight ahead
and we're still breaking right and left in threes
clear shot
not sure which one prime for an early death
rather all on schedule maybe reloading
lean into
missed got another demerit
that's a bad thing
and oh shit
what a terrible jerk they make
another sitcom
and wife to cheat on his/her future probably
sleepy seen as invader like a controller in hand
partitioned the sectors as some mindscape
on the outdoors being a possible break-in
then reborn a snowflake or rotting flowers
on an american wife's doorstep
so praise him
it's late
do i feel anything like guilt sea-sickness fatigue?
5 minutes from now yeah then i don't your call
come see! play a sad song too
what had a playlists at one time or another
had too many associations to feel anything but this song
another eye or a couple sinking feelings
avoided
walking up the edge of an intersection
had they grown even more they'd be in a jar for testing
now
"smiles smiles everyone" as a safety precaution
they'd only allow employees
(photo of a nurse holding up his blood
in a jug of whiskey)
to drive home snow everywhere
reporters on unemployment day
either by trees or deep plots of mud
one death is all it takes
we don't have to speak differently
you know?
just avoiding it
people he hated were usually quiet around him
reporters those near-hearts
that fame anger sacrifice
reading a child's story over warm milk
the change in the limits of
therapeutic medicine
taking for the personality
it has
not the face scattered powder can make
warming up the closer to the surface
afriend was pulverized with tomatoes
supposed to finish a stand-up routine
when it occurred vice versa
you think it'd stop him?
now he rebuilds those days
only looking at the end of an out
from days on heroin
back against a metal chair
tv is the way out just before the water bucket tips
and you can't sleep
but no one listens and they get a mild shock
just enjoy the show i'd say
and they happened like to no other
then the devil calling us not to talk
on the media on the garage wall
in our garage chair in our cigarettes
to become the demonic vs religious
our choice is our ubiquity on debate
is that which threatens everyday
to suck the commoners of all rights
yes
it can be taking too far
luckily with electrocution
the side effect is usually sleep
not really existing now
not really an election yet
myth head a.d.
turning not at the end
waiting outside the presentation
but in a heartfelt outpouring of livid resignation
manifested in failing rhetorical questions
that come into view like a new approach needed
grounding any protection visible
as the clearing though
a dirty window shattered
as never having seen
a chance to pursue this meaning
no way to know if there was a destination
in what came next
slightly off the usual intention to find the need
categorize it as needing to be understood
as an unfolding belief
if it's still there
steady hands to place
more hopeful bets
that haven't been distanced
by the aching
walking beneath each step
that threatens to leave with each
training breath
trying to get out of a bed
a desire leaving
to protect anymore into then
remembered as a chance taken
a recital of broken instruments
to notice the fright that forms
behind a position
that can't described
enough to witness
a private moment
that in consenting
will help to bring a realization
it's fading to talk into
testing for what's been avoided
since presumed to know best
staring out at an offering
a face you can't place
into any of the emergent layers
down the line
where it's eternity
unwinding itself
after the daily repopulating
to trust someone believed once
that didn't know when to stop
exercising those closest
try as they might
adhering to blessings
continue to let air the untouched
in rotating rows of signals
coming to symbolize
overtaking in outside ideals
not the connections
that wanted to darken after
enacting a perfect escape
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main influences during the books
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p.s. Hey. I'm very proud today to help introduce another breakthrough by one of the amazing people whom this blog is lucky enough to call a distinguished local -- in this case two new books of pretty amazing poetry by d.l. Syreearmwellion aka the writer Joshua Nilles. Please spend some of the day checking out the post, his work, etc., and offer your thoughts and congratulations to him, if you will. And, of course, if you have the means to support him with a book purchase, that would be great. Thanks much to all of you for your attention, and thanks a lot to Syreearmwellion/ Joshua. ** Chris Cochrane, Hey, C. Well, I'm sure we'll sort out the space. We just have to make the constraints become strengths, basically, I guess, and I'm imagining we'll do that. Sorry about the equipment supplying trouble, though. We'd better get a hell of a world tour out of this, that's all I have to say, ha ha. Oh, are you saying my tennis shoes with a hole in the bottom aren't going to cover me while I'm there? I should buy a new pair of shoes?! Do Ish and Ben think we're all made out of money or something?! (Open mouthed winky face icon insertion). ** David Ehrenstein, Nice FaBlog. Purity should be confined to the realm of stylistic conceit. And maybe drinking water. ** Pilgarlic, Hey, man. Actually, I think your porn film 'TT' adaption sounds kind of brilliant and like just-the-thing. But I'm another porn day dreamer or, uh, dreamweaver or something. What're you doing for Xmas? You heading down to the island again? ** Kiddiepunk, Thanks, budster. Dude, totally, that Malick trailer, holy shit! And dude, Buchey goodness, tonight, you, me, and the whole kit and kaboodle! ** Jon Reiss, Hey, Jon. No, Dumont is really more in the Bresson/ Tarkovsky/ Malick area. 'Twentynine Palms' is a bit more towards Clark/Noe, but not too much, and it's uncharacteristic. Oh, someone invited me to Karagarga a while back, and I think I completely spaced out and never joined. Damn. I wonder if the invite is still valid. Anyway, I have about a molecule of memory available on my geriatric Mac laptop, so it'll have to wait until I get my new one in the next weeks. Anyway, I'll find that '88' film somehow. Oh, those mixes sound cool. I'll go find your page on that Brooklyn Based site. And Jewcy.com too. ** Sypha, Ha ha, yeah, that was exactly what I was thinking. A Ligotti Christmas. That has to be a first. ** Alan, Hey. No, I'm not thinking of changing the novel title. The novel is all filigree and circuitry and hide-and-seek, and 'FH' is way too blunt a title. 'FH' is being weighed as a possible title for another project at the moment. ** Killer Luka, Well, I know you knew that about me, but I didn't think you knew I was "an ass 'man'". That was the big revelation, ha ha. Yeah, I didn't like the watermelon one. Not my thing, I guess. If I find a torrent or something of 'Raw', you'll share the spoils. Oh, and if you find this newish Roxy Red porn where he gets done by an older guy in a gym, and whose title I don't know, give me a shout in return. It's eluding me. ** Steevee, Hey. Thanks for the link, man. Everyone, courtesy of Steevee, here's 'a recent interview with Bruno Dumont and HADEWICJH star Julie Sokolowski. Warning: spoilers.' ** Magick Mike, If you have a choice, on the Dumont front, I'd start with 'Humanity' or 'Life of Jesus' if you can. Fingers heavily crossed on the novella/ publishers. When the novella's fate is decided, please point to the wheres and hows. ** Toniok, Hey, man! Oh, that's great news! Getting your work seen in art fairs is pretty key, as I'm sure you know. That's fantastic! I owe you an email, and I swear you'll get it soon. I'm having a weirdly prolonged and spacey post-novel recovery. ** NYCIC, Hey, welcome to the blog, and thanks a lot. I'm with you on Dumont, for sure. 'Hadewijch' is pretty terrific. I think you'll be pleased. Take care, and please come back any time. ** Jesse Hudson, Greetings Mr. Jesse! It's a rare and welcome pleasure. Thanks for the props re: 'TP'. And for the novel congrats. I hope yours is going really well. Talk to you soon. ** Jeff, Yeah, sometimes comments here just disappear for no reason. It's the weirdest thing, and I don't know why that happens. Oh, springboard thingy, thanks. I would have wasted a lot of lives trying to figure that one out. The only consoles I own are a Wii and a DS. I had an Xbox on loan for about a year at one point, and the Xbox is the next system I'm going to buy, for sure. I'm missing a lot of great games without it. The whole story with Rare is just really tragic. They made such a huge mistake going with Xbox. They haven't put out a truly genius game since they left Nintendo, supposedly because the Xbox people are so controlling/non-daring on the imagination front. And all of their title reboots over at Xbox have been very weak: the Banjo Kazooie one, the Conker's one, etc. And, yeah, it's just really sad because Rare was pretty much the best game maker for a long time, in my opinion. You know already that I'm so the opposite of a fatalist, so I'm just going to keep out of the antinatalism stuff/ discussion because it's too far away and oppositional for me to be able contribute anything useful. ** Statictick, Hey, N. Nice holiday crew there. Well, I don't know those people, obviously, but their names and their vibes read nicely. I've got a low-key, nothing much Xmas ahead. Just Yury and me, and he'll probably sleep until 4 pm like he usually does on his days off. Oh, well. ** Dusty rose, Hey. If it would be interesting or useful to talk about the three projects you're mulling, just know I'm totally interested to hear about them. My brain and concentration are kind of fractured right now too. It's weird. ** Andrew, I've got nothing good to say about icy streets. Broke both of my wrists simultaneously on one of them once. That meat gingerbread house is totally disgusting, even in my mind's eye. 'Sweet Movie': Pierre Clementi! ** Inthemostpeculiarway, Hey. That's strange about your computer because last night the exact same thing was happening to me but on my iPhone. The restart on my end worked. Obviously, it did on yours. No, no Xmas village yet. It's cold. I'm going to go one way or another, even if it stays this cold, but at the moment I'm waiting for a slight temperature improvement. You're such a nice friend to your friends. I'm with you on the bed making thing. Well, in theory, since I don't make mine. But when cleaning day comes around, and the cleaners make the bed for us, oh, it's so nice to sleep in an envelope for one night. I like moths too, but they eat clothes, don't they? Someone told me that. My day: Well, the highlight was that Oscar and I metroed over to Lenotre to order the Buche de Noel. Or, rather, Buche de Noel #1. The Christian Lacroix one. It's really pretty. You'll see it next week, I guess. We're picking it up today, and we're having Buche feast #1 tonight because, on Monday, Oscar and Kiddiepunk leave for the holidays, and my friends Scott and Paul leave the Recollets forever. So, it'll be festive but sad. The trip was pretty uneventful. It rained, but that's nothing special. Getting the Buche back here in one piece is going to be a delicate operation because it's very intricate with lots of tiny, carefully arranged parts. So, I did that. I bought some food and stuff. I did some blog work. I'm feeling kind of out of sorts because even though I'm now really confident about my novel, I kind of need to get the green light from my agent before I feel like I can wash my hands of it. So, part of me is trying to stay in the novel zone just in case I have to fix something, and that's preventing me from switching gears and mindsets in order to work something new, so let's just say I can not wait until my agent finishes reading it then hopefully says it's great or whatever so I can relax. By Monday, he said. Oh, and this isn't very interesting, but the cleaning crew forgot to clean my room on Wednesday for some bizarre reason, and they finally showed up at 7:30 pm that night to say oops and that they would clean it at 10 am yesterday. And then they didn't show up then either. They finally cleaned it at 5 pm yesterday, and I sat outside in the freezing cold reading an article on Queen in the latest issue of Mojo while they did. I didn't know that Freddie Mercury was Indian and his real name was Farrokh Bulsara. Everybody else probably knows that already, but I didn't, so that was interesting. What else ... My sister called, and she and her husband are having terrible financial problems right now, and we talked about that, and I feel bad because my financial problems are kind of bad but not as bad as hers. I watched the movie 'Mission to Mars' dubbed into French on TV. It wasn't very good. I had that trouble with my iPhone that I mentioned. And I couldn't get Facebook to open, and neither could Yury on his computer or iPhone, so we thought FB had been hacked or something, but I guess it wasn't. Uh, and I think I just ate and slept, otherwise. Yeah, I think that's all. Friday is yours now. Tell me. ** Minor disappointment, Hey, welcome, thank you. Okay, I will definitely check that out. The clip first. Kind of you to offer. Yeah, do hang out here, if you feel like it. Take care. ** Craig, Hey. I'm seeing Michael/ Kiddiepunk for the Buche de Noel feast today, so I'll make a query about that book or other of his books, and I can let you know the scoop tomorrow. All that stuff in your life sounds great. What's happening for you, I mean. And, yeah, I can feel the more positive vibe in your words. That's really good to hear or read rather, I guess. No Xmas plans really. It'll be quiet, just Yury and me, and since he grew up in Russia where Xmas wasn't celebrated until fifteen years ago or so, he doesn't have big feelings about it. Yeah, the first Buche is being eaten tonight, and Yury and I will be eating a second Buche on Xmas. The Harry Potter movie is the only one I've seen lately. I want to see the new Tron. Most of the US movies take a while to open here. You seen anything you recommend? You have a great day too, man. ** Emptythesun, Hey, Joseph. 'Humanity' is very worth a watch. It might be my favorite of Dumont's. Oh, uh, when is the deadline for the anthology? That's the main thing because I'm kind of gradual and slow about things, and I'd need to figure out a way to do a story. So, I don't know. I'm interested, though, if I can sort it out and if there's time. Thanks a lot about the Carroll book. Yeah, I guess for now hold it for February unless things change. Yeah, thanks a lot. How is it? ** Creative Massacre, Uh, well, I got good sleep last night, so I hope I didn't accidentally reinfect you with the insomnia. I couldn't get that 'Drake Fathom' clip to play. I think it's my internet connection, which is barely existent this morning. I'll watch it later. Yeah, I just really like the sound of that project you're working on. ** Math, Hi, Math. Oh, glad you liked the post, of course. From what I read, if I'm remembering correctly, Stillman acted all coy about whether Chris Eigeman is in the new film in a way that it made it seem like he probably is in it in some cameo kind of role. Yeah, that makes total sense about 'Try' being the more commercial title. Yeah, I can see that now. Just let yourself nap and doze as much as you need to, obviously. Sleep is so awesome in how it just kind of magically fixes things in a sleight of hand way. Really trippy when you think about it, or when I do, I mean. Oh, email, cool, I'll go find it. Thanks. Bon weekend supreme to you, pal. ** Syreearmwellion, Hey, man. Listen, thank you a lot for letting me and the blog herald the books. It's a pleasure and a real honor. What videogames are you playing? The new Kanye West album just doesn't excite me that much. I've never really gotten the big deal re: him. His stuff seems really thin or something. I don't know. I think it's my problem. ** Jheorgge, Hey, man. Oh, shit, yeah, the ghost drawing. I just wrote that duty/ pleasure on this piece of paper over my laptop that I stare at most of every day and reminds me what to do. Yeah, I'll get that to you asap. Sorry, sorry. Glad you liked the Dumont Day. Dumont and I were co-interviewed because, most importantly, we're both total devotees of Bresson, and, secondly, because we both had 'product' coming out at the same time here in France: 'Flandres' and 'God Jr'. So, we talked about Bresson, about structure and editing in our work, and so on. He's a big reader of lit, and he considers lit his main influence, and since I'm a writer who's heavily influenced by mediums other than lit, we talked about how that outside influence works and stuff. It was very interesting. I liked him a lot. He has incredible integrity and seriousness about his work. I thought he was very impressive. ** Misanthrope, Man, do what the doctor says, all right? I mean, really, just do it. No pussyfooting. Orders of the blog. Really weird about Leo DiCap's head inflation. It didn't look big or weird in person back when I knew him a little bit pre-Titanic. I don't know of that HBO show, of course. Dane DeHaan sounds Dutch, and he looks like a Dutch version of the young Leo DiCap to me. ** Squeaky, Hey, pal. My pleasure, and I'm sure Jheorgge's too. You doing anything cool for Xmas? ** Okay. Please greet the books of the fine writer and your fellow d.l. Joshua/ Syreearmwellion today in your own inimitable fashions, and thanks a lot. I will see you when I see you aka tomorrow.
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