Sten48722

Wed, 28 Mar 2007 16:47:35 -0500

Not much on my mind right now, but it's not important. I've just been letting everything happen without me. I just don't have anything to say right now.

J. M. Tyree

Fri, 20 May 2005 14:21:40 -0500

My friends at Flux have also been amused by the press reaction. In truth, the whole thing is harmless and the writers are having fun. I wrote a gadfly letter to the Times about their goofy editorial, which is here: To The New York Times May 11, 2005 Gentlemen: The Times has graciously offered its advice about "the meaning of making a novel" on its main editorial page ("Writing Inside the Box," May 10). As the publisher of some of the great fiction writers of our day, like Judith Miller and Jayson Blair, your expertise in this area is invaluable. Particularly impressive was your emphasis on the importance of "owning the workings of imagination." Who could disagree with this timeless aesthetic claim? When producing literature, it is vital that one's imagination is working, but even more important that one owns the workings of that imagination. If someone else owned the workings of one's mind, composition would prove most difficult. The plain fact is that it would be entirely catastrophic if a writer began to produce fiction willy-nilly, whether a short story, novella, or longer epic work, either without a working mind or, worse, with a mind whose inner workings were owned by another party. The first priority of any writer must be the full possession of their own mind. J. M. Tyree, Guest Panelist, "NOVEL: A Living Installation," May 22nd, 2005. http://ocracokepost.blogspot.com/2005/05/gadfly-letter-on-novel-to-times.html

bob denver

Sat, 14 May 2005 12:29:23 -0500

I like the zoo aspect of this experiment. It sort of like observing monkeys with typewriters. It will be interesting to see how far they get.

Steven

Sat, 14 May 2005 11:16:19 -0500

The Flux Factory stunt reminds me of an event many years ago where Harlan Ellison wrote a short story in a department store window on a typewriter. (I said it was a long time ago). He pasted the pages up in the windows as he pulled them from his typewriter.

Gothamist: Young novelists in love!

Sten48722

J. M. Tyree

bob denver

Steven