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Panflick is an online novel in the manner of Tom Jones. It deals with the limits of marriage, limits of family, limits of religion and limits of life. Its hero is Adam Panflick (1936 -). Irony, iconoclasm, a Terry Southern edge and a Kubrick sensibility suggest its general drift. . . .
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The Data Yodeler is a twisting tale of five mid-career uber-geeks exploring the potential of a voyeuristic existence, and making that dream into a reality. It is a story about the meaning and purpose of art, a story about the value identity, and a story of coming to terms with an uncontrollable maelstrom of information. “Meet Russ.” “Russ . . .
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“The Arab Bank” is a 12-part short fiction serial set in Cannes, which is running during the Cannes Film Festival [May 13-24]. It utilizes Google Maps, Street View, and delivery via web, Facebook, email, RSS, and Twitter. . . .
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The experience of smell is the closest thing we have to intimate human contact without actually having it. A woman’s perfume. a whiff of cigarette smoke, a little bit of diesel fume, and some spearmint gum might come close to someone’s first kiss, for example. Of course, it’s impossible to create a first kiss without the human element, but for . . .
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Eddie, an ordinary guy, with an ordinary life in an ordinary world decides one day he is tired of the ordinary life. He makes a brash decision to try serial killing on for size. Eddie fails miserably and in the process hooks up with a group of new friends whose lives are less than ordinary are happy to take the . . .
The Data Yodeler is a well-written—though ultimately lack-lustre—story of a fictional experiment in web-celebrity. It’s a postmortem, in effect, of how the experiment came about, and "what went wrong".
Russ decides to put his life on display, 18 hours a day, via blogging, twitter, photos, and video. He finds a sponser—the [more . . .]
The Smell Collector is an odd bit of fiction.
Its central character, Jim Bronson, is fascinating in all his socially awkward, idiosyncratic glory. As the title would suggest, he collects smells. He’s fascinated with his olfactory sense and seems to devote the majority of his time working out the mysteries in [more . . .]