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Psycho-Peeper

Bobby Revell — Sat, 26 Sep 2009 23:50:30 PDT

WARNING: Psycho-Peeper contains sexually explicit scenes, extreme violence, and gore (and all those things society deems unfit for public consumption) She has chocolate moon-shredded eyes, glowing spectral orbs ripped by cinnamon filaments which crawl inward from indigo brimmed irises into black-pooled pupils. I see my reflection in them but her glance shifts past me, though I [...]

The Disease of Hollywood Narcissism

Bobby Revell — Mon, 14 Sep 2009 08:35:20 PDT

I admit I’m so much happier now that I don’t really watch TV, keep up with the endless minutiae of every irrelevant incident occurring throughout every second of every day. Having said that, one of the most interesting phenomenons in modern society is the way people—especially Americans—transfer or transpose their own egos into the mirrored [...]

Interviewing Jeremy C. Shipp

Bobby Revell — Tue, 26 May 2009 22:01:07 PDT

I’m honored to present Jeremy C. Shipp, a writer that had an immediate impact on my own view and perception of writing. I just read his book Sheep and Wolves, and was . . . OK, I don’t know what I was, but I thoroughly enjoyed it. I can’t give a coherent review of it, [...]

Busting Bizarro Cherry

Bobby Revell — Thu, 21 May 2009 21:40:09 PDT

This is my first experimentation with the bizarro genre. I had to bust my bizarro cherry. After writing it, I stared at it for an hour wondering. The icy flock of frigid writers congregated in that digital sardine can named Twitter with its poisonous lead sealant and its cereal box logo, all bright and shiny making [...]

Political Positivity

Bobby Revell — Sat, 09 May 2009 22:02:04 PDT

Here’s a little political positivity for today. With all the vitriolic hatred between the right and left in American politics, I’m so thankful I am not affiliated with either the republican or democratic party. It’s really asinine to call yourself liberal, conservative, libertarian, progressive or whatever. I’m basically an anarchist who believes in rugged individualism [...]

Writing Fiction: Using Literary Theory

Bobby Revell — Wed, 06 May 2009 02:20:48 PDT

The use of literary theory in writing fiction is an often overlooked or completely disregarded aspect of writing in today’s world of “packaged artist” writers—often wrapped up and sold like McDonald’s cheeseburgers to kids inundated with commercialization and pop-culture. Is this good or bad? Does it really even matter? What Is Theory? For simplification, lets look at [...]

My Upcoming Transgressional Fiction Novel

Bobby Revell — Fri, 24 Apr 2009 01:36:37 PDT

I can’t really divulge too much detail about my upcoming transgressional fiction novel, but since I barely have time to actually blog right now and I’m spending nearly all my free time writing it, I thought it a good time to at least tell you a little about it—the thing keeping me strapped to my [...]

The Monet Defiled

Bobby Revell — Wed, 15 Apr 2009 09:44:45 PDT

Alessandra Francesca D’Olivera plugs her left nostril with outstretched pinky embellished with sharply honed viridian nail and blows a fluttering whip of blood-yolk which twirls like injured dragonfly sticking to a gold-brimmed replica of Claude Monet’s gorgeous 1915 painting Nympheas as the maddened crush of spectators stand in disgusted awe of her dead-eye-dick incisiveness; the [...]

Writing Perspectives: Third Person Versus First Person

Bobby Revell — Fri, 10 Apr 2009 22:49:29 PDT

While assiduously writing my novel, actually rewriting it, I’ve come across many dilemmas worth sharing to anyone going through what I’m going through—whether novice or advanced—mostly dealing with writing perspectives. You know . . . first person, third person, multi-person omniscient or whatever. I read an article while back by David Niall Wilson—a horror writer [...]

The Ugly Bitch

Bobby Revell — Sat, 04 Apr 2009 23:49:23 PDT

Vanilla smoked lies sweetly burn behind Mia’s gaze as she air-brushes her flawless face with her Dinair Media Spa kit purchased from Nieman Marcus, which she bought on sale for only $1450.00. She mists perfume across her neckline and says, “Mildred, will you clasp my necklace? And don’t worry, I’m almost finished getting ready.” “Yeah sure,” [...]