I started the listening challenge of moving my way through every record in the collection by artist from A-Z, in large part, because I felt that I was neglecting older records always in favor of new acquisitions. Now, nine months and 13 letters into the project, I’m discovering that I am neglecting my new recordsContinue reading “We Interrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Program to Talk About New Music (A-M), Turntables, and Writing as an Avoidance Strategy Against Writing”
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#813: M is Still for The Mountain Goats (20, 21, 22, 23, 25)
Prologue The last five albums in my collection of records by The Mountain Goats bringsme to the end of the letter M and a littlepast the half way point of my entire storeof vinyl LPs, but it brings me also to a place of turntable crisis. Everything sounds likeshit. I can’t get that stylus cleanContinue reading “#813: M is Still for The Mountain Goats (20, 21, 22, 23, 25)”
We Interrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Program to Reflect on the Gift of Writing Away from Home.
You may well wonder: Michael Jarmer, Writer Guy, why haven’t you been working on new fiction? And the answer to that question, in short, is that, since October of 2025, I have been somewhat distracted by another project, the one in which I write a poem-like-thing almost daily in response to the self-imposed challenge ofContinue reading “We Interrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Program to Reflect on the Gift of Writing Away from Home.”
#780: Found
In the yard, just lying there in the green grass, about five or six feet from the curb, a day after garbage pickup, I found three pages of text ripped from the middle of a trashy novel, ripped from the middle of the pages, so no heading was discernible, no way of deciphering what theContinue reading “#780: Found”
We Interrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Program to Talk Some More About Publishing a Book in the Age of AI
And I thought it couldn’t get any weirder. Today, I received a cold email from a guy claiming to be a literary agent interested in my novella. He vaguely expressed interest in my work, saying that my book had come to his attention. He went on to say that his agency’s method was to earnContinue reading “We Interrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Program to Talk Some More About Publishing a Book in the Age of AI”
We Interrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Program to Talk About Publishing A Book in the Age of AI
AI is basically sucking up all human knowledge and throwing it back at us–and charging a price. –David Byrne My novella, Submarine Stories, is up now for pre-order in all the usual places where you can preorder a book or its ebook counterpart. Very exciting stuff. This is my second published work of fiction, andContinue reading “We Interrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Program to Talk About Publishing A Book in the Age of AI”
We Interrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Program to Announce the Publication of Michael Jarmer’s Novella
Available for preorder now, Michael Jarmer’s novella, Submarine Stories, comes out into the world officially on April 3, 2026. As it is an unusual device, rarely employed here on the blog, to write about oneself in the third person, Michael Jarmer has chosen this particular strategy for this announcement. He hopes that you will beContinue reading “We Interrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Program to Announce the Publication of Michael Jarmer’s Novella”
We Interrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Program to Announce that Michael Jarmer Has Posted to the Blog Site 1000 Times Since 2011.
1000 blog entries ago, on February 11, 2011, I wrote the following under the title “Inaugural Blog.” Here it goes, for better or worse. The impulse strikes and I’ve set up a blog. Whatever for? I’m a writer, first of all, and I suspect that I might have a few things to say about stuffContinue reading “We Interrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Program to Announce that Michael Jarmer Has Posted to the Blog Site 1000 Times Since 2011.”
On the Twenty-ninth Day of 2025…
…I discover that Jim in Percival Everett’s retelling of The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn is fully literate. He’s read Voltaire, Rousseau, and Locke when he’s alone in Judge Thatcher’s library, and on Jacksons Island, after he gets bit by a rattlesnake, he has conversations with these literary and philosophical giants in fever-induced hallucinations, and isContinue reading “On the Twenty-ninth Day of 2025…”
On the Eighteenth Day of 2025…
…I have broken the record from January 2024 by writing eighteen days in a row toward the goal of blogging every day during the first month of the new year, attempting each day to string together a few hundred to a thousand words that form coherent sentences and ideas. I’ve tried to vary the shoeContinue reading “On the Eighteenth Day of 2025…”
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