Flesh & Resurrection

I have done a third version of the novella Flesh & Resurrection. It now employs some modified cut-up techniques, has iguanas in it, & features input about goddess. The book is now on sale here at Lulu & will be on Amazon whenever they do their stupid checks.  There are iguanas but no frigate birds. Misti says they rule the fucking skies but I say they should fucking well fly properly in a nice neat formation instead of counting around chaotically & letting the damn baby turtles slip through. 

Misti Rainwater did me a cover for it, which cover is below.

The three current novels by David C. McLean

Though I generally write poetry, I have also written three novels. The first of these is Henrietta Remembers, and it is here at Lulu. & here follows the Amazon link.  This book was substantially revised in 2021 & has a nice cover. It's a sort of Nausea for nihilists. The Lulu link is better to use as far as I am concerned, though Amazon now have the updated version with a somewhat smaller font.

A novel without plot about a murder rising from the emptiness that is words. David McLean's first novel demonstrates that the form is neither dead nor the exclusive province of literary establishment windbags. "A very nasty book. The repetition, rather than diminishing the effect, served rather to hammer home the innate nastiness and bleakness until it rang like a heavenly bell."
David Mitchell - author

The second is flesh & resurrection, and it is here at Lulu. It is also here at Amazon. This is also substantially revised in 2021. It is about a man who seems to be dead & to have no memory of his life, & Henrietta is involved too. Otherwise they drink, argue, & wander off somewhere at the end.

The blurb says: 

Even more fucked up than McLean's first novel (Henrietta Remembers), which makes it well better, it abandons all pretense of plot & degenerates nicely into an inchoate prose poem.

 

 

The third was written more recently, divinity extractor fan my anti-novel on Lulu. Here it is on sale at Amazon. This is for Emma more explicitly, but they all are.

Blurb follows

This is a novel that became an anti-novel. It quotes extensively from Lyotard, Artaud, Nietzsche, & Burton's "The Anatomy of Melancholy". It explores the posthuman, antinatalism, overpopulation, & ecology. It is primarily an attempt by the author to identify the theoretical underpinnings, as it were, of his love for his muse, Emma, in the form of a bizarre prose poem that grew into a bizarre novel. Sacher-Masoch & St. Augustine of Hippo are sampled in & cited, with footnotes & everything. Deleuze & Guattari with their becoming-animal are featured as well, at some length.

 

Second editions of my first two novels

A while back I decided to do revised, corrected, & expanded versions of my two first novels. This is done now & they are linked below, available in second editions from Posthuman Poetry & Prose. Both originally from Oneiros Books back in 2015. They were very unsatisfactory versions, when I looked at them, but now I am finally satisfied with the various versions of the books on the Amazon & Lulu pages. It looks like Amazon already updated the things in a fit of incredible speed, for some reason. Find them on my Amazon Author page here.

Here is Henrietta remembers at this link.

& here is flesh & resurrection at this link.

Huge thanks to Emma for the covers, she is mentioned in both these novels, & inspired them &, basically, all my writing previously, which only started to become more serious after I met her - a meeting that pretty much changed me forever. It started a process of evolution which has reached the point now where, when I caught covid a while back, it basically cured my COPD, gave me limitless energy (which I still have a year later), & took most of the gray out of my beard. Blessings on the goddess for giving me this virus, & blessings on Emma for helping me leave humanity.

Anyway, Emma & I put our heads together, & this is what we came up with - Beauty & the Beast. I should give Emma all the credit for this idea, of using pictures made from both of us, since it was her suggestion.