The Journal Pulp Blog

  • Naked Came the Stranger

    May 20th, 2013 | Literary Hoaxes | journalpulp | 1 Comment

    Have you heard of this novel? It was published in the summer of 1969 and ostensibly written by one Penelope Ashe. By October 13th of that same year, Naked Came the Stranger had already sold 90,000 copies, becoming a bestseller. By November of that same year, when sales of the book only continued to increase, [...]

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  • Philip K Dick

    May 11th, 2013 | Writers | journalpulp | No Comments

    He was one strange cat. I don’t always love his literature, but I love his individuality, his originality, his inexhaustible inventiveness, his arrant hatred of authoritarianism, his mad genius — Philip Kindred Dick (nom-de-guerres Richard Phillipps and Jack Dowland), philosophical novelist who bridged the science-fictional and the historical, drug-user, drug-abuser, paranoiac, self-described “acosmic panentheist,” twin [...]

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  • Five Reasons I’ll Keep Reading Your Story

    April 25th, 2013 | Writing | journalpulp | 3 Comments

    There are many reasons — many more than five — that I’ll keep reading your story. But there are also at least as many reasons I won’t. (For example: He had nothing in the way of a like God-concept, and at that point maybe even less than nothing in terms of interest in the whole [...]

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  • Literary Pulp

    April 18th, 2013 | Writers | journalpulp | 2 Comments

    Truman Streckfus Persons was Truman Capote’s real name. The title Finnegans Wake contains no apostrophe in the word Finnegans. Thus Finnegans is a plural and Wake is a verb. Issac Newtons’s father was illiterate. Walt Whitman’s mother was illiterate. Roald Dahl was an anti-semite. Djuna Barnes had no formal education at all. Edmund Wilson once [...]

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  • Best First Sentence Contest: Winner Announced

    April 11th, 2013 | Best First Sentence Contest | journalpulp | 9 Comments

    Best first sentence for a novel about a lovely librarian who secretly burns the books she loves because she wants no one else to read them. And the winner is — but before I announce the winner, let me say something about the selection process: Invariably when I choose a winner for the Best First [...]

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  • What Is Philosophy?

    April 7th, 2013 | Philosophy | journalpulp | 4 Comments

    A reader writes: Dear Sir: A friend recommended your book to me a while ago and it literally took me over a year to read! It is so philosophical and I’m not an abstract person. But you made me think. My question is, how do YOU define philosophy? Sincerely, Paul S Dear Paul S: The [...]

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  • Of Easter, Eggs, Ovulation, Bunny Rabbits, and the Resurrection of Christ

    March 30th, 2013 | Easter | journalpulp | 4 Comments

    [The following is a repost:] A reader writes: Dear Sir: Why do rabbits and eggs represent Easter, which also celebrates the resurrection of Christ? – Peter Dear Peter: Easter primarily represents the advent of springtime, just as Christ’s resurrection does. The Old-English word Eastre derives from an Anglo-Saxon Pagan goddess named Eostre, about whom very [...]

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    Best First Sentence [UPDATE: CONTEST CLOSED]

    March 21st, 2013 | Best First Sentence Contest | journalpulp | 210 Comments

    [UPDATE: CONTEST CLOSED, WINNER TO BE ANNOUNCED] The Journal Pulp is offering a $100.00 cash prize for the following: Best first sentence for a novel about a lovely librarian who secretly burns the books she loves because she wants no one else to read them. Rules and guidelines: No outrageous run-ons. You can submit anonymously [...]

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  • Putting the Cock Back in Cocktail (Part 4): Whiskey

    March 13th, 2013 | Bartending | journalpulp | 11 Comments

    Whiskey — or whisky, if you prefer — is a distilled spirit that’s usually made from corn, rye, barley, wheat, or, very often, a cross combination of some or all those. Whiskey is almost always aged in wooden casks which almost always consist of charred white oak. The word “whiskey” is an anglicized version of [...]

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  • Kevin

    March 4th, 2013 | Poetry | journalpulp | 7 Comments

    My name is Kevin. I’m Kevin Mathew Haas. My last name does not rhyme with moss. It does not rhyme with floss. To say so makes me cross. Many regard me as the motherfucking boss. I enjoy a little of the sauce. In fact, my last name — Haas – rhymes with gauze. (This should [...]

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