The experience of Chapter 13 of it all melts down to this: a novel in timelines awaits:
http://unp-bookworm.unl.edu/product/Hotel-Amerika,677132.aspx
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DALE WILLIAMS: AMERICA NOW SUITE (2018)
My frequent collaborator, New York City artist Dale Williams, has a new solo show at the Gowanus Loft (61 9th Street, Brooklyn)
To learn more visit: http://vanderbiltrepublic.com/
The title pays homage to jazz drummer Max Roach’s groundbreaking 1960 recording We Insist! – Freedom Now Suite.
Like Roach’s creation, the exhibition consists of five parts, each offering new perspectives on American history. There are three large new paintings and two new sets of drawings.
Below is the monumental (11’ by 57’) work entitled A Panoramic Fantasia of American History Centered on the Untimely Death of Robert F. Kennedy:
NOVEL EXCERPT IN FALL 2018 ISSUE OF INVERTED SYNTAX
Chapter 3 of it all melts down to this: a novel in timelines appears in the fall issue of Inverted Syntax.
To experience the writing go here:
https://www.invertedsyntax.com/chapter-3-from-it-all-melts-down-to-this-by-ben-miller.html
SOLIDARITY
In solidarity with the compelling testimony of Dr. Blasey Ford before the Senate Judiciary Committee on September 27, 2018, I reprint below crucial sentences from River Bend Chronicle (page 12) detailing the specifics of sexual assaults I experienced in the 1970s beginning at the age of nine. The attacker was my mother, a lawyer. Forty years had to pass before I was able to write these words.
I had only rarely rebuffed her inappropriate touching in the dark upstairs bedroom as she talked about her marital problems and the famous murders she had read of, and described—in the most bizarre twist, while kneading the balls of my feet or applying salve to my buttocks—the various ways that a child could fend off an attack, either by being perfectly quiet and still (like the student nurse who had hid under the dorm bunk during the Speck massacre in Chicago) or by screaming and pissing and all else. On my tummy, spread-eagled, I chose the former. I listened to the leaves rustling outside the window and to her voice inside, also rustling. She requested permission before every infraction—“Can I rub…can I put on…?”—and I complied. She asked with such need and desperation that I sympathized with her more than myself. Her hurting me became me helping her, being with her in her darkest moments, or trying to be there—as the voice telling me what to do were I attacked was at least a hundred miles from the hands doing the squeezing. In those mad moments she offered her oldest son the mad choice either to believe in her as a protector or revile her as an enemy, and if I knew the best choice (I could not afford to lose a parent—not then!) and tried to make it, I also knew the truth.
ESSAY IN SUMMER 2018 ISSUE OF 1966
An essay called “The First Forever” appears in the Summer 2018 issue of 1966, a journal out of Trinity College (Texas) that features long-form creative nonfiction.
To experience the writing go here:
JULY FOURTH PRAYER
Without courage and dignity what would it mean to be free?
—Gill Scott-Heron
Song: “A Prayer for Everybody (To Be Free)”
Album: Secrets (1978)
TEA PROGRAM FROM RECENT HAVARD EXPLORATORY SEMINAR
“Creating a Living Archive of Shared Humanity:
FB Library / Database of Remembrance and Human Rights”
April 23-24, 2018—Radcliffe Institute for Advanced Study
Exploratory Seminar Leaders: Ben Miller (RIAS ’15) and Irmtrud Wojak (RIAS ’15), with V.V. Ganeshananthan (RIAS ’15)
Below is a link to a program from an event held on the first Seminar afternoon.
