Sunday, October 5, 2014

"The Future Belongs to Crowds"

Very surprised, and somewhat disappointed, that DeLillo hasn't written about castells, or "human towers." Castells seem to combine Falling Man with the opening of Mao II.

"To become a crowd is to keep out of death."

“Crowds, Scott said. People trudging along wide streets, pushing carts or riding bikes, crowd after crowd in the long lens of the camera so they seem even closer together than they really are, totally jampacked, and I think of how they merge with the future, how the future makes room for the non-achiever, the trudger, the nonagressor, the nonindividual. Totally calm in the long lens, crowd on top of crowd, pedaling, trudging, faceless, sort of surviving nicely.” 

Saturday, August 30, 2014

Mea Culpa

I am a fairly terrible person. I left my wife and then abandoned my dog. The Good Men Project was kind enough to publish my mea culpa.

Friday, August 29, 2014

The Message: Survivor's Guilt

Artist and best bud Thomas Deininger created some Photoshop collages for my eBook The Message, including the cover art. I wanted this one to appear at the end of the book, but publisher chose another great image instead. In creating the collages, Tom asked me to prompt him with phrases/concepts from the book. This one is entitled "Survivor's Guilt" as the eBook deals with the PTSD of Afghanistan soldier Adam Zane. 

Monday, August 18, 2014

Blog Book Tour-The Message

Upon the recent release of my eBook The Message, my literary mom Elizabeth Searle tagged me into the Blog Book Tour going around in which authors answer five questions about their writing process, post the answers on their blog, and then tag three other authors to do the same. Elizabeth was my mentor in grad school. Since then, she and her husband John have become very close friends of mine. Elizabeth has authored a story collection (Iowa Short Fiction Award winner), two novels (Four-Sided Bed, Girl Held in Home), novella (Celebrities in Disgrace), and now the rock opera (Tonya and Nancy). Her work is dark, perky, and erotic. She's an amazingly generous person and great talent!

In kind, I am tagging good friends Jennifer Pashley, Colette Sartor, and an upcoming kid from the Bronx by the name of Don DeLillo. Keep an eye out for their answers!

Here are mine...

I am currently revising a novel and writing a collection of autobiographical essays. The novel is about the vainglorious sex and violence of a melodramatically neurotic Italian American family. The essay collection is about my growing up amongst the vainglorious sex and violence of a neurotic Italian American family. There is slightly more sex and violence in the novel than the essay collection. The protagonist of the novel is better looking and more endowed than me, but at least I’ve actually published an eBook and dozens of short stories. In your face, Santo Zavattini!

Probably that it’s written by me. That’s a wise-ass answer. I mean it in the profoundly obvious phenomenological sense, but also in regards to my narrative tone/voice. People say my work has a strong, unique voice, which could also be a backhanded way of saying I am lacking in the craft department as I tend to hear the echoing half-emptiness of praise. But this is like asking how Bird's saxophone differs from Coltrane’s. The answer is nothing but existential.

Because I love to lie/make things up. I write to exorcise my demons. I write so the stuff in my head doesn’t necessarily have to be true in real life. I write what I write to deconstruct things, to break down falsehoods about myself and hegemonic capitalist T truths. ;)

I usually wake up every morning to the lines and/or scenes of a story or novel chapter. I wake up, brew coffee, listen to “Haitian Fight Song” and then write. When I run out of speed, I wander around the house, staring at walls, partaking in any mindless activity until my brain defrags and is ready to recommence.

Lack of confidence. Self-doubt. Soul-doubt. Too much wandering around the house partaking in mindless activities, Facebooking, Instagramming, Tweeting about mindless activities. No money on my debit card.

Friday, August 8, 2014

The Message

Proud to announce the publication of my eBook The Message by Solstice Literary Magazine!

Buy it here!

Eugenio Volpe’s first eBook, The Message, is a potent meditation on violence that focuses on Afghanistan soldier Adam Zane's internal unraveling. Returning home to what he sees as the nothingness of Hartford, CT, Zane divides his time between shooting hoops at the local basketball court and camouflaging the self-loathing that now occupies his inner landscape. If someone would shut down the winning streak of hometown traitor and pro basketball superstar Elijah Adams, aka The Message . . . If Zane can find the real trigger of his mounting anxiety and imagined physical descent . . . If his alcoholic mother can stay away from meth and her meth-head boyfriend . . . If he can find the Persian words to label ordinary things with exotic new names . . . If the ifs would stand at ease long enough for him to see what it means to be a man, Zane might find reprieve from the rapidly expanding emptiness. The Message is a pin-pulled grenade clutched in the hands of readers.

What a talent Eugenio Volpe is! One of the freshest new voices around, I always look forward to reading his work!”
—Ann Hood, best-selling author of The Obituary Writer and The Red Thread

“Volpe's The Message is an unforgiving update of Hemingway's 'A Solider's Home,' reminding us with razor-sharp prose and breakneck pacing that home for many young warriors is just as fraught and wounding as those faraway battlefields."
—Ken Calhoun, author of Black Moon

Whether describing the nightmarish Hell of battlefield bombs or the everyday Hell of bombed-out Hartford, Volpe writes with an electric eye for our plugged-in tuned-out times. Like all of us, Volpe's beleaguered ‘loser’ hero has to do ‘Nothing but live with everything.’ Volpe takes us deep into the everything and the nothing of this life 'in pieces.’ Like a macho Don Delillo, Volpe punches through the white-noise of grim reality into a bigger-than-life no-comfort zone beyond his hero's—and our own—‘wildest dreams.’”
—Elizabeth Searle, author of four books and Tonya & Nancy: the Rock Opera