#nicholas grider

[covertrook]

There’s fire at eight o’clock and you’re in the back seat decluttering your head for the floor show, a lot of directionless noise the shots at night, no fire from the muzzles or somewhere you lost it, a million new strategies for dealing with the populace, a million eligible bachelors in a million well-worn rooms, pacing. A kind of war room of the mind.

Nicholas Grider

[mttbll]

The goal of revision isn’t perfection, the goal is maximum impact.

Nicholas Grider

[bruiseslikeblueroses]

Nicholas Grider, everybody!  I went to CalArts with him and he's awesome and brilliant and has donated some really cool art to Lost Angelene which we appreciate.  Here is an interview with him in Entropy where he talks about some great wacky shit.

[behemothreview]

Two Poems

     Nicholas Grider,          from Fixture/Zikherkeyt

The book of the people is simple: one page of “love the stranger” and a thousand of “no, really.” Or you need an out, had a hand, had red thread and a sidelot of doubt, shofar blast cutting out abruptly, the wind of high holidays needed elsewhere to sculpt elaborate fair-thee-wells into concrete.   The elsewhere or come hither game is to shove or get shoved and everybody wins goes home smiling fucks the spouse kicks the dog slaps the kids which is Fortune 500 for how to abide, unless you ache yet more: you need factory floors, you need a vacuum, an anechoic chamber, a stone wall for a veil, you need solace instead of silence, What You Need

is a song by the band INXS, come over here and let me show you my sukkah made of words, let’s talk meshugenah, you turn dead language on like a faucet, the faucet leaks, sometimes this contains sex and sometimes precludes it, means Adonai stops by to say hey there, cowboy, kauboi, means sleepless dreams, you holler a come over here sleepless dreams, I need a storm cloud of you, where I means there’s still a him and he‘s way over yonder and wants nothing from you or cold pills on fine china, enough to serve

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  Where the quick of dark is a wall on which’s written Wrong Answer, where hallejuah is relevant and quivering is self-taught, where the main vision you do have is scarlet and silver in every direction, structure not shelter, gray heavens, angels are functionaries, disposable like Kleenex.  Meanwhile aliyah grabs you by your dress shirt, reaches through shirt and finds lungs, turns breath into wind, turn miracles into social occasions, meanwhile you slide into sunshine that should mean stay home albeit adrift or you were preceded in life by an apology, such as:

excuse me sorry I lost the red thread of the obvious present (and I’m you again), no door key for the public solitude you call home, the sleep you can’t earn, a direct-dial Adonai beyond your being a simpleton or needing to be no ghost, correspondence courses in Kabbalah 101 or TV and gun repair, so jetzt travel is mandatory and means you run down every dead-end alley you can find, you’re au revoir, votre cécité est une vision éblouissante, monsieur, you’re over there, you’re someone else, and God is right behind you, prepared to lunge

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Bio: Nicholas Grider is the author of the story collection “Misadventure” (A Strange Object) and the experimental book “Thirty Pie Charts” (Gauss PDF). His work has appeared in Caketrain, The Collagist, Conjunctions, DIAGRAM and elsewhere. He is also a contributing writer to the new lit/culture magazine Entropy: (www.entropymag.org).

About the book: Fixture/Zikherkeyt is an exploration of how some disparate identities, languages and forms might overlap, ranging from autism and aphasia to Yiddish and rabbinic supercommentaries and Dear John letters.

[gausspdf]

GPDF104 : Nicholas Grider : Thirty Pie Charts

Nicholas Grider

Thirty Pie Charts

2014

PDF

[therumpus]

(via HORN! REVIEWS: Misadventure) by Kevin Thomas.

[6-12-1970-blog]

MISADVENTURE by Nicholas Grider

Misadventure is a book largely about bondage, both in content and in theme. The stories, often sexual in nature, feature characters bound and abandoned, helpless to the rope (or handcuffs) that keep them immobile, often gleefully so. The bondage transcends the physical act of tying someone up, however, and extends to the idea of being obsessively tied to an idea - an inability to let things go. Grider takes great pains to be formally innovative and challenging throughout, but importantly, the style reflects and supports the content, whether we're being offered single sentence breathless paragraphs or a formal history of a friendship with a guide on how to tie someone to a chair so they can't escape, the marriage of style and substance remains satisfying. Some forgettable stories in the middle, but bookended by some real knockouts.

[hornreviews]

Since she gave up college during her junior year, she has always been an administrative assistant, and she probably doesn't ever imagine a down-the-road career switch or return to school, unless it's something more personally rewarding and Fun like photography or ceramics, so administrative assisting is where it's at, for Lucy, and there's a whole culture of mining humor from the absurdity of the contemporary workplace, but for Lucy it boils down to seeing to what extent she can get away with checking her email or reading blogs and tumblrs without it being a privilege that has to be taken away from her, as it was at her last job three years ago and which is why she left for a different company.

Nicholas Grider, Misadventure