Tom Williams

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Jim Greer: The coolest

In Uncategorized on July 22, 2011 at 3:24 pm

Why is James Greer the coolest dude I know?

In part, because of this:

But also because he writes fantastically good fiction, screenplays, and maintains a blog that you will cause your productivity at work to cease.

And he used to play bass in Guided By Voices.

As an Ohioan, I give props to anyone who lived in Dayton.

And I’m sure many more of you could list reasons of your own why Jim is, indeed, the coolest.



Keep October 29th open

In Uncategorized on July 22, 2011 at 3:17 pm

Main Street Rag Publishing Company, in its infinite wisdom, decided to run a novella series. As a fortunate member of that series, I have been blessed to see my book come out with a number of other wonderful novellas, and I’ve gotten to know several incredible writers I didn’t know of until recently. I’m only going to talk about two of them today, for reasons which will become clear soon: Barry Graham and Ben Tanzer.

Barry’s the author of, among other things, Nothing or Next to Nothing:

Ben’s the author of My Father’s House: It’s his, what, Ben? Fifteenth book or something?

If you like fiction that performs that ultimate of magic tricks–makes you care about people who are really just shadows cast by thin words well chosen–then you’ll like Barry Graham and Ben Tanzer.

And if you’ll be in the Morehead, Kentucky area on October 29th, at five pm, then hustle over to Coffee Tree Books (159 East Main Street, Morehead KY 40351) and check out what Barry calls BBT at CTB: the three of us reading from our novellas. Signing, too, I’m sure. And being all around good dudes. I’m sure we’ll head to Pasquale’s for pizza afterward.



In Uncategorized on July 16, 2011 at 4:53 pm

That’s one word, for all you prurient folk.

Carmen and I and el boyo are now in Morehead, Kentucky. Our furniture and stuff recently arrived, thus ending our nights of inflatable mattresses and our days of sitting on the floor. I’m two weeks into my job as Chair of English, and already I’m feeling as though it’s a good fit. As well, this pretty small town has a great cup of coffee at The Fuzzy Duck and connected to the Duck is the outstanding indy bookstore Coffeetree Books. There’s great pizza at Pasquale’s, and an old standby, Buffalo Wild Wings.

What more can a man ask for?