First trailer for Arrested Development - Season 4!

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As it turns out MBV is great music to write papers to. Especially 10 page papers on Proust that you stat the day before they’re due.

I can’t stop listening to the Pizzicato Five. They’re so incredibly infectious. Maybe I’ll try to balance it by listening to some Atheist or Lightning Bolt or something.

Also, her face at 2:40

Two Bodies in An Anonymous Basement - Fragment (or part 1 depending on if I post the rest later)

(I’ve been writing and editing, and I was pretty pumped about it so I decided there was no way that I couldn’t share it with the world. Here’s about 1500 words from the first 10,000.

For context, this is from a novel that I’m working on where each chapter is from a different point of view but it all contributes to the ultimate outcome of the plot. Accordingly I’m experimenting with form as well as the content, and so in this chapter my sentences are a lot shorter than I normally write. If you like this, check out some of my other fiction. I have several short stories published on my blog.

Here’s one in two parts

Part I: http://jackwimberlymustdie.tumblr.com/post/24503238609/gemini-part-i 

Part II:http://jackwimberlymustdie.tumblr.com/post/24503460677/gemini-part-ii

So without further adieu..   )

He sits behind the wheel and I sit in silence. He doesn’t have to say anything. I had already pieced together almost all of it before we stepped into the car. It’s the nature of the job. Old men have stood around the oscillating fan drinking coffee and gossiping like old women. One cannot help but overhear. I don’t expect him to say anything. All the same, it might have been nice if the sirens were on. That always gives me a sense of purpose and directions when the car is quiet and all you can hear was the hum of the engine and the tires on pavement. Occasionally the radio would crackle to life, but so far tonight it’s been silent except for one call, the call we’re currently answering.

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I think I’m developing the opinion that this album is the perfect encapsulation of youth. Punk’s really good at that in general, but too much of punk is just angry, fuck the rules, two-chord chaos. This manages to draw in so many emotions all at once. 

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