Inhuman Swill : Page 7
Why is my blog called Inhuman Swill? Because you can unscramble the pieces to make William Shunn.

Share the wealth

Homeless man feeding his McDonald's French fries to pigeons. Share the wealth.  read

Fiction wants to be free

What is the sound of one hand clapping? What is the sound of a tree falling in a forest? What is the sound of a story without a reader? What is the sound of tears on my typewriter keys?  read

Just resting

Dead squirrel lies prone, Chin resting on its two paws. Looks like it's sleeping.  read

4 across

senior citizens holding hands like preschoolers blocking the sidewalk  read

My first R-rated movie

Reading this edition of "The Big Question" at Hitfix.com got me thinking about the first R-rated movie I ever saw. The film itself—a Michael Douglas thriller called The Star Chamber—was not so memorable, but the circumstances around my viewing of...  read

Memory Lane

She strains at the leash, Trying to turn the corner. "Not that way," I say. But Ella insists, So I give in and follow. Not that big a deal. This short, narrow lane, It's a valid path back home, Not...  read

SXSW Film recap

This is long overdue, but some folks over on Facebook asked me for a recap of the movies I saw last month at the SXSW Film Conference & Festival. But first, you might be asking, what was Bill doing at...  read
Speculative fiction: the superset of all possible literature

Speculative fiction: the superset of all possible literature

Genre writers must do everything mainstream writers do, and more.  read

The trade-off

Maggie Thatcher's dead, but so is Roger Ebert. Always a trade-off.  read

Readings on two consecutive nights

I'll be appearing next week in not one but two of Chicago's most electric reading series—or "live lit," as we call it 'round these parts. They'll be on consecutive nights, no less, so please block out April 16 and 17...  read
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