divinity extractor fan

I have started a third novel, more explicitly an anti-novel, since I do not like plot & I do not like dialog, thus rendering most novels a great torment to me, either to write or read. It will be called divinity extractor fan.

This book is predominantly inspired by antinatalism, posthumanism, overpopulation, ecology, & so forth. There is currently a heavy preponderance of Artaud, apart from the muse, getting into this book. Sacher-Masoch & St. Augustine of Hippo are being sampled in & cited. Footnotes & everything, fuck the world. Deleuze & Guattari with their becomings-animal are featured as well, at some length.

I am incorporating a story about how Henrietta, who is by now pretty obviously part of me (more like a goddam walk-in, to be honest, fuck all those drugs & being almost dead & shit, other souls just wandering in & out. Still, she gets me home when I'm drunk), provokes the release of Cthulhu with his army of evil, but very cute, mudkips to destroy everything, by using archaic HTML, code imbued with unspeakable ancient evil. It is my hope that some brave visual artist can produce an illustration of Cthulhu leading his army of mudkips to victory.

There is some discussion of Heidegger & Derrida on poetry, with references too, the sort of thing that novels need, I feel. Artaud is now making an appearance, because he makes everything better aesthetically, even if everything hurts. Also much discussion of Lyotard, temporality, the goddess, &, somewhat less seriously, samples from The Anatomy of Melancholy & Nietzsche, the last two being just for laughs.  But, as noted, Artaud is sort of taking me over, so we are gonna be nailing asses to the heavens at some point, gentle reader.

Couple of sample pages from divinity extractor fan follow, along with the cover. By the way, this book is complete & here at Lulu. Oh, I love that mise of mine so much. She is the best muse there ever was.