Tristran Egolf Dead

Writer and activist Tristan Egolf has died at 33. The death is an apparent suicide, but police are investigating. Egolf was the writer of two novels, Lord of the Barnyard and Skirt and the Fiddle. Another one, Corn Wolf, a novel about a werwolf in Amish country, will be published next year. Egolf had his first novel published after 70 rejections and was initially discovered as a street musician in Paris. Further, Egolf was the head of the “Smoketown Six,” a group of men who were arrested when protesting against George Bush.

I haven’t read any of Egolf’s work, but if he was as promising as several folks have made him out to be, I plan on taking him up.

Two Sets of Clues

Life is busy. Posts are sparse. However, in the meantime, there are two things to look out for.

1. In three days (May 15, 2005), the LBC will reveal its first Read This! book choice. I’m not permitted to reveal the title, but since I was allowed to play fast and loose with the nominations, it seems only fair that I be allowed to offer clues for all eager guessers (after all, we’re only three days away):

  • If you unscramble the word “hack,” you will have the author’s initials and the initial(s?) of the book’s title.
  • I happened to love this book quite a lot, even if I didn’t nominate it. (But it was a close race. The book I happened to nominate was second place.)
  • I liked the book so much that I expect to read other books that this author has penned.
  • There is one murder (or possibly more) in the book.
  • There is awkward sex in the book.
  • One of the characters shares a first name with a notable painter.
  • One of the characters shares a first name with a notable painter’s brother.
  • One of the characters shares a first name with a notable pilot.
  • An animal factors into the plot.

That is all until Sunday, folks. And if you manage to guess the book correctly before Sunday, I will personally send you a copy.

2. In addition to the LBC, there is a second exciting multi-blog venture that will be announced very soon on these pages. Perhaps we’ll be ready in time for Sunday’s LBC announcement. Perhaps not. I’ll only say that the people involved are dedicated, nice, and friendly, and that we will be performing a major service. Keep watching the skies. More to come.

Headlines

  • While certain litblogs looking for a picayune fight keep their heads in the sand about anything written outside the English language, Scott Esposito talks with Dalkey Archive Press’ Chad Post. Post reveals how he picked the books for the Reading the World program (an effort to promote global literature based on PEN’s celebration), but stops short of responding to Mr. Esposito’s questions in French. Chekhov’s Mistress has the full skinny on the titles. Taking things further, Robert Gray has pledged to review each book on his blog.
  • Within a very interesting Cannes juries (headed by the underrated filmmaker Emir Kustarica, who I am nothing less than nuts about), Toni Morrison is a judge this year. Morrison is also adapting Beloved into a tragic opera.
  • One of the first comprehensive world atlases is now on display in Australia. Amazingly, the geographic area that comprises Ohio today is marked as “Beezlebub’s Valley.”
  • Kinky Friedman is dead serious about his Texas gubernatorial run. He’s so serious that, in an effort to appeal to Texas conservatives, he’s changed his first name to “Milton.”
  • Matt Damon as Marco Polo? What next? Ben Affleck as Galileo?
  • Apparently, in addition to being a fabricator, Mitch Albom is also a playwright.
  • The California Literary Review tackles Paul Auster.
  • Author Peter James is so upset by the film adaptations of his novels that he’s decided to make them himself.

Mr. Excitement

GEORGIA (AP): Defying reports that he was the blandest and least exciting man to head the United States in its entire history, President Bush demonstrated a newfound virility during the final moments of his five-day tour through Europe. He hit the town with Georgian leader Mikheil Saakashvili and, at one point, even called him “Mickey baby.” Mr. Bush’s playfulness continued to surprise experts, while others pointed out that this came hot on the heels of Mr. Bush’s impromptu hopscotch game with Vladimir Putin earlier in the week. A White House spokesman said that these relatively new qualities were unfurled in the interests of international diplomacy, part of a long-term plan to show “a kinder, gentler Bush.” But Mr. Bush still shows no signs of backing away from his unilateral policy even a tad. The playful Bush is “the closest compromise you’ll get.”

bushdancers.jpg“I didn’t know he had it in him,” remarked Mr. Saakashvili, who led Mr. Bush and several dignataries in a “chugging contest.” Reportedly, French President Jacques Chirac, accompanying Mr. Bush on his way back to France, was the loudest to chant, “Chug! Chug! Chug!” Referencing the infamous fried potato fiasco from years back, Chirac added that he hoped Mr. Bush might “chug for freedom.”

The President refrained from chugging beer during the ceremonies, which disappointed the delegates from the Czech and Slovak Federated Republic, who had hoped that Mr. Bush might demonstrate his flair with pilsner. Bush stated that he had given up alcohol several years ago and that “the wife would kill me” if he so much as picked up a bottle. But he gulped down more than a gallon of Gatorade in one go, pointing out that Gatorade was “made in America.” When Mr. Chirac pointed out that Quaker Oats Co. had outsourced the jobs six years ago and that even the trustworthy X-Factor filling the keg was bottled by an emaciated seven year old, Mr. Bush responded with silence.

The high point in Georgia came when Saakashvili attempted to show Bush how to folk dance.

“Where’s Laura?” said Saakashvili.

“Out reading. Dag nab it!” exclaimed Bush.

“Well, why not try dancing with one of these nice people in red hats?”

“That’s adultery!” cried Bush. “The only dancing that God and I recognize is that between husband and wife!”

Saakashvili appeared confused and then began dancing with one of the cute red-hatted girls. Bush sat the round out, but hinted that he “might join in next time.” On his way out, Mr. Bush slipped one of the white-robed boys a business card to a Roman Catholic priest who might “help in times of trouble.”

Absence

Due to personal circumstances, I’m not going to be posting here for a while.

[UPDATE: I’ve decided to give it the old college try. But expect posts to be sporadic.]