Lumbricus
Biographical info:
real name:
Paul Price
net.name:
Lumbricus
age:
25
email:
zuey@dead.mailbox
shoe size:
they are a little bigger than my feet
hobby:
collecting cicada carcasses
hometown:
Jonesboro, Arkansas
currently living in:
Greensboro, North Carolina
job/career:
copywriting
Writing:
To you, what is writing?
The arrangement of letters or other codified symbols in such a way that they communicate meaning.
What started you into writing?
It gave me a way to satisfy my insatiable need for entertainment by allowing me to entertain myself.
How long have you been writing?
Um...since I was a very small child. I started writing a Star Wars book
in second grade.
Is writing a passion, and what do you get from it?
Yes, it's a passion. I'm not sure exactly what I get out of it. I enjoy the feeling of having told a good story.
What's your biggest inspiration?
Interesting or perplexing events in my or a friend's life. Persistent daydreams. Impressing chicks.
Reading works from others:
favorite style:
I don't like biography. I like just about every form of fiction there is.
favorite genre:
I like science fiction, especially the old stuff that feels nothing like Star Trek or Star Wars. Most of the books I really like are modern American novels. Sometimes I read authors from other countries. I tried to like Victorian authors because people with English degrees are supposed to, but I realized that I hate with a vesuvian passion what is called the "novel of manners". I've read some Japanese novels, but I've only enjoyed a handful. Mostly I look for books with cool covers.
favorite author(s):
John Steinbeck, because he loved his characters, and always showed poor people to be the good guys. Thomas Hardy, because he is so obsessed with morality (and mean, sexy brunettes). Chinua Achebe, because of his subtlety and because he can be totally fair to every person in his books. Philip K. Dick, because he had such a strange view of the universe, and tackled big concepts with style and fun.
recommended works:
The Grapes of Wrath, by Steinbeck; the last scene is one of the most beautiful you'll read. Things Fall Apart, and especially Arrow of God, by Chinua Achebe. Diary of a Mad Old Man, by Junichiro Tanizaki. The House on Mango Street, by Sandra Cisneros. The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter, by Carson McCullers. To Kill A Mockingbird, by Harper Lee. Franny and Zooey, by J.D. Salinger.
Confessions Of A Crap Artist, by Philip K. Dick (although it's not very
representative of his work). Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, by Mark
Twain (you really should have read it by now).
Going places:
favorite net.locales:
The only places I go with any frequency are:
locale 1: KoBra Mud (telnet://kobra.et.tudelft.nl) as Oronko.
locale 2:
Hyperion's Babyon 5 site (http://www.hyperion.com/lurk/lurker.html) when there are new episodes running.
And Personally...
I think the world would be a better place without golf. I am highly allergic to aerosol sprays. Veggie pizzas from Pie Works are great. I want to get rid of my '89 Le Baron and get an early '70s Chevy pickup truck. I just got tickets to see Bio Ritmo in Carrboro. Salsa! My email buddy Cheryl writes incredible album reviews. You can read them at http://www.louisville.edu/org/the_cardinal/cardinal.html. Thigh highs are possibly the greatest invention of the twentieth century. I am almost completely out of groceries.
Works by Lumbricus at The Farm:
Substance
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Gone |
3.13.97 |
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What can be said when the better half of you leaves you cold and alone?
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Nothing but Tangerines |
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Carolyn completely fell apart: exactly seven years, and the marriage has grown cold. How is it possible to bring back the warmth? Go back beyond the set ways; remember the sentiment, and return to the start.
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Pigeon |
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The symbol of all that is dirty becomes the reminder for one man who's gone astray to return from all that is dirty.
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Revivals |
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Two long-time friends are inconsiderately torn apart with unthinkable consequences by mishandled zealousness; such foolishness defeats all that is right.
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