amongst books

amongst books

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

I'm now a member of the teahouse

i'm chuffed to have part of my series Jazz up at Queen Mob's Teahouse, particularly as it is in the Misfit Doc section, where most of my work belongs these days. so raise your chipped china cup, unwrap your chocolate beetle & celebrate with me. this is a magazine i've been enjoying a lot this year. take a look around. you'll find all kinds of hijinx. thanks Rev Livingston over at QMT & anyone else who was involved in the selection, layout & design. woot!

Monday, September 14, 2015

September Readings - your invitation

I'm one lucky ducky. The Ottawa literary community has been so incredibly supportive of my work.
I have two forthcoming readings with writers who I respect & like a helluva lot.

1. Ottawa Launch: Mouthquake by Daniel Allen Cox, September 20, 6:30pm, Venus Envy


Please spread the word. It's going to be a great night

Sunday, September 20, 2015, 6:30pm: Mouthquake by Daniel Allen Cox with special guests Amanda Earl, Marcus McCann, Billeh Nickerson. Venus Envy, 226 Bank Street. Free.
 Quick & dirty fiction & poetry readings by the fabulous four.

Written with a poetic bravado and in a structure that mimics a stutter, the elegiac Mouthquake is speech therapy for the bent: the signal is perverted and the sounds are thrilling.

For bios etc please visit https://www.facebook.com/events/1669157669995505/

I'll be reading from two new works: Big Cock Attitude - a series of short smutty genre busters & Queen Christina, poems about well known & obscure creative folk & fictional characters who flouted genre & sex conventions.

Sept 20 is also Charles' birthday, so we'll be celebrating afterward with libations & conversation. You're invited to that too, of course, my darlings.



2. Tuesday, Tree Reading Series presents Amanda Earl & Roland Prevost, Black Squirrel Books, 1073 Bank Street
Workshop with Claudia Coutu Radmore at 6:45pm on Little Literary Haibun;
Open mic at 8pm: bring your poems. especially the dirty ones. 
Featured readers sometime after that. This will not be a PG reading. Nothing too fucked up, but fucked up enough...

I'll be reading from two new works that were written under the influence of Jeff Buckley, Djuna Barnes, Helene Cixous, early morning walks & gin.

For both events i'll have copies of Kiki & A Book of Saints on hand for your purchase.

Thanks to Venus Envy & to Black Squirrel Books. Thanks to the Tree Reading Series & to my darling fellow readers. Both of these events are going to be a heck of a good time. 

Saturday, September 12, 2015

One Thing: Kemeny Babineau

Duck Talk 

 In the world of ducks, there is much to learn, but maybe not so much to emulate. Sexually, they are odd. Humans have that too, sexual oddity. Our peculiarities may be the result of an overloaded charge, or in its attempted repression. Humans are practically always in heat, even in the sunless cold, or when starving to death. The sexual world of the duck, though fully primed, is not the constant red light of humanity.

Duck fucking goes like this. They seem to prefer mating in the water, but are equally capable of accomplishing the task on land. In large flocks the drakes are serial rapists. They don’t woo, or court, or connive, they gang up. The drakes will cooperatively rape the hens, each having a turn or stealing another’s entrance. This is made possible by the structure of the penis; it uncoils when erect and can penetrate the vagina from any angle. It is an elasticized, prehensile, tentacle with a groove running along the top of it to convey the semen. Erection and orgasm occur quickly. The contraction of the penis in its initial phase is like a rubber band, it snaps back into a massy dangly ball. After copulation ducks will often do a victory lap. When the drake does this you can see the penis dragging through the grass or dirt, or afloat like a pale worm in brief incoherence before being fully rewound. In smaller flocks the mating is less riotous but still involves chases, alarms, and forced entry.

 But the hens strike back. They reserve the right to choice. The vagina is a labyrinth and the penis a blind serpent thrashing about. If the hen favours the drake she will allow his semen to fertilize her eggs, if she does not, then the sperm is cast into an infertile crease and wasted. The sperm, once deposited, is potent for up to 10 days. There may be multiple fathers in any brood.

When the hen’s egg production goes into dormancy the male’s penis will drop off, leaving but a nub, when the hen’s next egg cycle begins the drakes grow a new penis the size of which is much determined by the competition. In this manner these disposable dicks can reach up to 12 inches. So there is an arms race backing every duck dynasty.

Kemeny Babineau

Your Invitation: 

tell me or show me one thing. it doesn’t have to be profound. it could be visual or written or a combo of both.  it could be about your work; it could be about some film or tv show you’ve watched or a coffee place you like. it could be short or long. i’ll post it along with a link of your choice to your work or somewhere else. disclaimer: i might choose not to post if it doesn’t suit me.
your reward? send me your mailing address & i’ll send you something whimsical…
it’s getting a tad quiet out there this summer & i think we need an injection of whimsy.
so fire away. svp. amanda at angelhousepress dot com