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I've long had an aversion to public appearances or performances-- no matter what pills I took to chill me out, I'd be a mess in front of an audience. As a nail who during formative years stuck way up & … Read the rest of this entry →

Hi friends, it's me, sunshine-dewhited sepulchrave Jules Bentley. I've been in the kitchen-- actually, in a series of friends' and acquaintances' kitchens-- cooking up a whole simmerin' savory mess of verbiage for you to interlexually ingest. I've been floggin' some … Read the rest of this entry →

Hello readers. It's been an eventful couple months, but fear not: the Jules Bentley content-creation matrix is still grinding out garbage for you to jam in your eyeholes. My latest eteliolated extrusion may be found draped limply across the cover of … Read the rest of this entry →

Buds are budding; I recently had occasion to cut my Dickies down to nice sassy booty-short length. The winter, which I dislike, is fading. It was warm enough in Daytona Beach last weekend that my intern and I were able … Read the rest of this entry →

The biggest thing I want to get across to you is how excited I am about my new zine, nonservi.am. Its... publication, if you will... marks the print debut of what I'd term personal writing by Jules Bentley, as well … Read the rest of this entry →

It's been summer. Since neither my home nor my writing space are air-conditioned, my own subjectively experienced summer has been intensely, intrusively moment-to-moment summer, summer before everything else it's been. While the heat is not ideal for GETTING WORK DONE-- which … Read the rest of this entry →

To achieve the state of deep focus in which I do the writing that means the most to me, I have found I need a physical space separate from that space in which I "live" or anyway sleep-- a space, … Read the rest of this entry →

My big news of the last several weeks was a trip I took overseas-- crossing an ocean, flying in an airplane, all of it. I presented a paper at the first ever Anna Kavan Symposium in London, applying my cocktail-conversation-caliber … Read the rest of this entry →

I am giddily delighted to present the "official" "launch" of the website for my novel Fuck or Swim. As with most even moderately successful things I produce, it also reflects selfless contributions from some of this city's shiny starz-- marverlous … Read the rest of this entry →

Sobriety changes you. It's true-- peering through clearer eyes, I've become someone with a better understanding of what's possible and reasonable. When I consider my dreams and goals, I see, if not precisely a maturity, a refinement-- a grounding. I … Read the rest of this entry →