Mr. Ian M. Belcurry

My name is Brian McElmurry. I like literature and skateboarding. My novella Rocket Man was recently published as an Ebook by Thought Catalog
Faithless by Mink Choi: reviewed by Brian McElmurry

This novella regards Grace, and her former lover, an addict and possibly abusive male, and her new lover, a woman with beautiful bone structure. The first person narrative goes from the past to the future and back again. The narrative doesn’t give complete context to each situation, but the action gives a clear idea or emotion what is happening. The story is intense and compelling with descriptions that move and inform. The idea of submission and dominance is played with as Grace’s male lover is dominant with her and Grace is the dominant in her female relationship; the text taking an almost Dennis Cooper-like element where Grace tries to cut 2 inches into her female lovers hip to see her hip bone, or when she carves her name into her flesh. Later in the text a childhood memory of her father forceably cutting her mother’s hair and ranting about her mother not being a virgin when they married is shown. There is an element of ambivalence and anger to the narrator’s voice, which is addressed at the poem at the end regarding god and faith. That being faithless and empty are the reality of the narrator though not an easy one, but that this self-destruction has a climax, which is maybe where the narrator feels most alive and transcends the pain and confusion of the world. The novella—form-wise—deconstructs and decomposes, building with non-linear fragments before ending with a poem, more fragmented than the narrative, more a meditation, the story trickling away, like it never was.

Faithless by Mink Choi: reviewed by Brian McElmurry

This novella regards Grace, and her former lover, an addict and possibly abusive male, and her new lover, a woman with beautiful bone structure. The first person narrative goes from the past to the future and back again. The narrative doesn’t give complete context to each situation, but the action gives a clear idea or emotion what is happening. The story is intense and compelling with descriptions that move and inform. The idea of submission and dominance is played with as Grace’s male lover is dominant with her and Grace is the dominant in her female relationship; the text taking an almost Dennis Cooper-like element where Grace tries to cut 2 inches into her female lovers hip to see her hip bone, or when she carves her name into her flesh. Later in the text a childhood memory of her father forceably cutting her mother’s hair and ranting about her mother not being a virgin when they married is shown. There is an element of ambivalence and anger to the narrator’s voice, which is addressed at the poem at the end regarding god and faith. That being faithless and empty are the reality of the narrator though not an easy one, but that this self-destruction has a climax, which is maybe where the narrator feels most alive and transcends the pain and confusion of the world. The novella—form-wise—deconstructs and decomposes, building with non-linear fragments before ending with a poem, more fragmented than the narrative, more a meditation, the story trickling away, like it never was.

70’s Analog Reruns Bowl-Cut

The heat has stopped time.
The neighbors tuned an analog
receiver and played a 70’s song, like Steeley Dan, but I don’t think it.
William Burroughs had a 4.5 inch penis; I read that in a book.
I want to hear the band that did all that karate kid music.
I want to watch “gleaming the cube” but it seems out-of-print, but haven’t checked YouTube.
I watched it in the 8th grade and it was called “a brother’s justice”
Tony Hawk plays a pizza delivery driver-skater dude.

Neighbors now singing along to
The Eagles, “take it easy”
They’re drunk.

Records take a lot of room.
That’s why people got rid of them.
Old thought to think.

Digital space, no spaces for analog.
Reading an encyclopedia as a child.
Taught 2 spaces after period by grandmother who worked at a newspaper in Chicago.
Shorted out their word processor after they died.

Took the dogs for a walk with
Lightening in the south, no
Thunder only a little wind
Downtown skyline and south
Sky of light, two dogs walking.

Me posting previous post. Via wife on coach in parents’ den.

Me posting previous post. Via wife on coach in parents’ den.

Selfies with Franklyn. Temecula, CA

… I recalled it at last exactly, no longer injecting it with suffering, but rather, on the contrary, as we recall certain days in summer which we found too hot while they lasted, and from which only after they have passed do we extract their unalloyed essence of pure gold and indestructible azure.

—Marcel Proust, The Captive & The Fugitive, pg. 656