a gmail chat with noah cicero about literature

Noah: I read the review for that TC boyle book, it sounded like a bad movie
i made up a definition for literature

me: tc boyle

Noah: here it is, "In the book nobody makes any good choices."

me: that's good
you should get something for tihnking that up

Noah: like what

me: should we do a gmail chat

Noah: if you want to

me: a lock of egger's hair
okay, lets do it
about what

Noah: i dont know
literature

me: okay
what book are you reading

Noah: The Outsider by Richard Wright, i finished It can't happen here by Sinclair Lewis earlier in the day

me: you been reading a lot

Noah: everyone should read It Can't Happen here, it is about America turning fascist

me: how do you read so much and watch tv also

Noah: i don't really watch tv

me: your days are packed

Noah: what have you been reading

me: i read the art of love by erich fromm
he is critical of capitalism and lazy people

Noah: when i was on vacation i watched a show on Otters and how they are clogging up pipes that go under roads

me: i ordered disturbing the peace off ebay by richar dyates

Noah: You have disturbing the peace

me: ill send it to you after

Noah: or is it coming

me: it's coming
it's speeding through the night
i tihnk

Noah: i went to around ten used book stores and five thrift stores and no yates
that is good

me: i've got it
it's coming
yates

Noah: i will order that when i finish the books i got on vacation
i saw big trees

me: big hard trees
have you ever seen a limp tree

Noah: this isn't going good
we aren't inciting hate
we need to bitch and complain

me: it is, i'm talking about sex now
i said 'limp
people like that

Noah: Okay

me: if you mention the word 'limp' people get aroused

Noah: do you like to eat ass

me: no i havent ate ass

Noah: you should
i like it

me: alright i'll try
can you be more specific

Noah: i like that little pink hole of love
the thing girls shit out of
their asshole

me: yes

Noah: rectum

me: speak in literal language

Noah: you've eaten anal

me: i know you don't really eat it

Noah: no, you like lick it, and stick your tongue in it
and wiggle your tonge

me: i might have licked it a little

Noah: and the girl goes, "ooh ooh la la

me: do you taste the shit

Noah: On a good day
I think tasting the shit is part of the writing process

me: is there an ass eating scene in a book you read recently
i read dennis cooper book, it was about death

Noah: no, i've never read a book with an ass eating scene
which one

me: wrong

Noah: i read sluts

me: it was short stories
is sluts good
should i read it

Noah: they don't have his books where i live
sluts is good

me: ok

Noah: it is like a comic book/video game

me: he has a blog

Noah: yeah, he says a bunch of artsy stuff on it

me: i read daniel clowes comic books
ellen read them before me
they are good
proust
who is the next proust

Noah: I read some comic books, but i don't really care for pictures, i went to the MET once, and just stared at the floor
the next Proust is Zadie Smith

me: i like running in the MET

Noah: The next great american writer is Zadie Smith

me: who is the next zadie smith
she's getting old

Noah: The next winner of The National Book Award Zadie Smith

me: should i start branding myself the next safran foer

Noah: I don't know
No

me: we are alone, we dont know what to do

Noah: Don't do that
please
I know
We are fucked

me: smeone is sitting in a room now thinking what safran foer should do sunday night
lets just study yates life and do the opposite
did you read hsi biography
i gave it to ellen

Noah: I'm rewriting a chekhov right now using long sentences to amuse myself because I know that I will never get anywhere with writing, so why even try to think of a 300 page malarky fuck book

me: let me see some long sentences from you
i'm curious

Noah: havn't read the bio
Not, yet

me: i dont know what i'm doing now
i have 8500 words novel

Noah: His parents never had any money, so they never showed him inadvertently what one should do with it.
That is a pretty long sentence for me

me: i stared at it
i can't understand it

Noah: i have paragraphs and everything, it is quite remarkably

me: my brain is trained for three word sentences
'i want food' 'give me that' 'look at that'

Noah: I'm laughing my balls off right now

me: three word sentences ARE FUCKING GOOD

Noah: I know, i'm ruining we have worked for

me: i just hit caps lock by accident

Noah: The revolution will die

me: i sound like an asshole

Noah: no

me: when you use 'fucking' like that you sound like an asshole

Noah: you sound good
can i eat you

me: it's just over emphasis
i'd probably shit on your face
i'm sensitive
i eat a lot of fiber
so there's always siht there
waiting
waiting for the slightest disturbance
it slides out most of the time
the fiber makes it strong and compact
yet slippery and long
is there a magazine that just talks about siht
shit

Noah: I'm writing the long sentences because I read Norman Mailer's Deer Park and Erskine Caldwell, they write long sentences, but without all the adjectives and adverbs, and Updikian bullshit

me: i want to submit ana rticle on shit
what about hemingway, he had long sentences sometimes

Noah: I shit every morning after the second cigarette

me: i shit haphazardly

Noah: hemingway always had some kind of heroism

me: i have no routine for shtiting
routines are the opiates of the masses

Noah: i like his vignettes and The Sun Also Rises

me: that's the kind of sentence i type if i dont' pay attention to what ti'm saying
i just take a cliche and add it to another word

Noah: I think Island in The Streams was ghost written

me: i stopped reading him

Noah: who are you reading now

me: i'm waiting for the yates

Noah: I got like 40 books on vacationo
all i do is read and write long sentences
for what

me: lets make sihrts that ssay 'richard yates' on it
i can't answer that question for you

Noah: That would be cool, some people would think we were pretentious, and some women would have sex with us because they thought we were sensitive
i don't want that

me: find the answer within

Noah: i wear shitrs with Sartre on it
my life is bad enough
The answer is in you Tao
go deep inside yourself

me: from what opening
i need specific instructions

Noah: look deep into the tunnels and cravasses of the Tao Lin soul and find that part of soul that screams for a dream, the dream, like a boat that sails

me: that sails where
i need comprehensive isntructions

Noah: To a harbor of hope and love

me: okay

Noah: God knows chips

me: this is good advice
we're fucked

Noah: You know that God Knows thing from that Chabon interview, I want a shirt with that one it

me: yes
chabon
chubbon
the mystical land of chubbon, beneath the harbor of hope and love, is where you will find the answers, which lie within
be-otch

Noah: I read the boyle review on bookslut, it sounded stupid, it mentioned that part of the book was about how it was embarrassing to get arrested, mostly everyone i know has been arrested

me: should i rename my novel "Be-otch"

Noah: It isn't be otch anymore, it's Bia Bia

me: my brother was arrested for stealing a tiny battery
my novel is not up to date, that is okay
poeple need to know about the past, so they can learn from it

Noah: My friend was arrested for inciting a riot at the mall
why isn't your novel up to date

me: i dont know

Noah: we need to talk about your novel and your feelings concerning your novel and what movies and music is reflected in your novel

me: ok
did you recognize the bands i quoted
samiam
jawbraeker

Noah: no

me: oh

Noah: They are punk bands

me: they are emo i think
emu
emu sandwich
with a side of chabon fries
and eggers dipping sauce

Noah: i haven't been to a concert in years, i went to a JET concernt last year because bernice won tickets in a wet t shirt contest