Sunday, October 25, 2009

THE DRUNK SONNETS are now out!

Daniel Bailey's DRUNK SONNETS are shining and slogging and capitalized and ready for you. Order today! Exciting news forthcoming about Bailey's Thanksgiving West Coast reading tour. In the meantime, if you'd like poems written not by fingers but by the quick of the nail, please check out THE DRUNK SONNETS ($10 plus shipping).

(if you pre-ordered, pre-orders begin shipping tomorrow)

"This book is the result of an emo kid writing a few words then leaving the room to do something else, then a drunk old man walks in and says "What is this goofy garbage," and he edits a few lines but agrees with others, then he leaves the room and a bored but insightful cat walks in with an electrical helmet on that transcribes its boredom onto the page, then it leaves and a man who has wronged many people and been wronged by many people walks in and tries to write what he feels but just sighs and some tears hit the page and the words blend and begin to like each other and finally a five-year-old version of Daniel Bailey walks in, the Midwest sadness embedded as deeply in him as his Kool-Aid moustache, and he puts his hands over the book and blesses it, right before running outside to see who is waiting to play with him and make up more awesome worlds than the one that currently holds his weight."

—Sam Pink, author of I AM GOING TO CLONE MYSELF THEN KILL THE CLONE AND EAT IT (Paper Hero Press, 2009), THE SELF ESTEEM HOLOCAUST COMES HOME (plays, Six Gallery Press), and FROWNS NEED FRIENDS TOO (Afterbirth Books)

1 comment:

shaun said...

YES. Bring dat money (in the form of poetry)