I could simply have learned how to play “Lay Lady Lay” and left it at that. But no:
I was lofty aloof weird weird
weird. A snob who thought motorcycle
racing and classical music demonstrated some astonishing cultural reach that
only a superior, yes, that was the word, a superior person could
apprehend. Orpheus. Marlon Brando. Christ. Me:
I could not believe I even glimpsed these delusions, much less embraced
them. And yet…. And yet I was
a sexual prodigy! There was probably
no woman I could not seduce! A daredevil
who played the flute! A Christian
ascetic and a reckless playboy! I could do it. I could in fact pull it off. If anyone one were truly capable of such a
show, it were me. Lightning strokes of
transformation: I felt it in my bones,
my loins, my pounding heart. But to
parade it? To confess it, so early
on? Nightmare would surely ensue. My
soul would be burned at the stake.
Thursday, December 19, 2013
Monday, December 16, 2013
Sunday, December 15, 2013
LITERARY BIOGRAPHY--THE GREATEST HITS
Gary Byrdelle Amdahl was born in Jackson, Minnesota, on August 4th, 1956. He
was raised and lived in Minneapolis and Saint Paul, spent several years in
upstate New York and Connecticut, with a brief turn in Raleigh, North Carolina,
and now lives in Redlands, California.
His plays, produced in the Twin Cities in the 1980s on
professional stages with Equity actors, include “Going Down,” “Fall Down Go
Boom,” “Dead Hand,” “Tonight's the Night,” “Muzzle Flash,” “The Border,” “Hawaii,” “Getting the Hell Out of Dodge,” and “Night, Mystery, Secresie, and Sleep.”
He was awarded two Jerome Fellowships at The Playwright's Lab in Minneapolis,
and was a participant in Midwest Playlabs.
His stories, essays, poetry (original, translated, and even set to
music), book and theater reviews, and literary features articles and interviews
have appeared in Agni, A Public Space,
The Massachusetts Review, The Gettysburg Review, Fiction, The Quarterly, Santa
Monica Review, Third Bed, Minnetonka Review, New York Times Book Review, The
Nation, the Washington Post, Boston Globe, The Hungry Mind Review, and many
other monthlies, weeklies, and dailies. He was awarded a Pushcart Prize and appeared in the PP anthology.
His books are: Across My Big Brass Bed (2014,
Artistically Declined Press) The Intimidator Still Lives in Our Hearts
(2013, Artistically Declined Press), I Am Death (2008, Milkweed
Editions), Visigoth (2006, Milkweed Editions, winner of ME National
Fiction Prize), and, with Leslie Brody, A Motel of the Mind (2001, Philos
Press).
With Intimidator, Artistically Declined Press has begun The Amdahl
Library Project, which will see six more books published, one each January
until 2019. Much of this work has been previously published in the magazines
listed above; The Amdahl Library Project will see these books published in
complete, unabridged, uniform editions.
Friday, December 13, 2013
READING FROM THE INTIMIDATOR STILL LIVES IN OUR HEARTS at the University of Redlands, September 2013
Hello everybody.
I have a novel coming out on the 24th of January, from Artistically Declined Press. It's called ACROSS MY BIG BRASS BED. Some of you may know the first section of it (there are four sections, 100pp. apiece), as it was published by Sven Birkerts, Bill Pierce, and Billy Giraldi in Agni in 2009.
That is about all I can say in terms of publicity.
There is of course The Greatest Blurb of All Time, from Barry Hannah...comparing me to, wait for it, Camus, but while I certainly can't get enough of that, I am sure you can.
Nevertheless I am going to try whatever may be honorably tried, in the hope of busting a personal record: VISIGOTH sold 3000 copies, I AM DEATH sold 900, and THE INTIMIDATOR STILL LIVES IN OUR HEARTS, by far the best book of the three, sold 72. ACROSS MY BIG BRASS BED is better still, and far less conventional. That is not to say it is bizarre or eccentric--but whatever it is.t does not conform to banal expectations. Perhaps you have to be a Navy SEAL-type commando of reading to handle, I don't know.... We are expecting, in any case. to sell approximately zero copies.
And what do you know, from out of the blue arrives a video of a reading I did at the University of Redlands earlier this fall. It's comprised of bits from the title story of the INTIMIDATOR collection, the funny bits, the bookseller-in-Los Angeles bits, with all the movie stars and weirdos.
Brings out the performer in me that I shoulda been all along, I guess. Any rate, I'm thinking that if I can be seen causing a relatively large audience (150) culled from the prime demographic (young persons) to guffaw, I may be seen as an author whose work may be safely purchased and enjoyed, in serene moderation, without having to take a class in Me Studies.
Take a look if you've got a few minutes. Pass it around it if you like it. And please, if you have ideas about marketing and publicity for a weary old amateur, lemme know? (And oh yes, thousand pardons to the magnificent persons with whom I sold books in those days, at Dutton's in Brentwood: you not only lived the story, you have heard me crank it up far too many times.)
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