~* SPD'S HOT AS HELL SUMMER SALE *~
If that sounds ominous, maybe it is. Usually we're excited for summer - the swimming, the heat, the ice cream, the boardwalk.
But this is no ordinary summer.
This is the summer of 2017.
And there are a lot of things going on in the world this 2017.
In fact, there is enough going on in this world that it would be justifiable to strip this summer of its label of "fun" and instead name it
THE SUMMER OF HELL.
Isn't that terrible?
We think it is.
And so, we at SPD have come up with a very special HOT AS HELL SUMMER SALE in a last desperate attempt to 'Make Summer Fun Again' - all books are neatly organized into different hellish categories as imagined by our staff - and are:
w/ code HELLYEA
Here's round 2 of our favorite hellish categories(and discounts!) over the next few months...
Summer feels like an endless road trip. Summer feels like the best encouragement to explore the nooks and crannies of the countryside in your worn pick-up truck or escaping with your love, with a scarf wrapped around your face, in a pricey convertible. The air's in your face and the rest stops and roadside stands are constant meetings with strangers, friends, and other characters that only seem to come out when it's warm. Or for me, poor SPD intern, it means waiting for that MUNI bus after the thirty-minute BART ride to take you to the ferry stop to take you to Angel Island. Public transportation is hot wheels too, right?
(A Midsummer Night's Press, 2016)
By Rimas Uzgiris (Translator), Ilze Butkute
Desert fever. A disease also known as coccidioidomycosis (CM) which is caused due to a fungus called Coccidioides immitis. Symptoms include fatigue, cough, fever, shortness of breath, headache, night sweats, et cetera. Also known as "cocci", "Valley fever", "California fever", "desert rheumatism", and "San Joaquin Valley fever." Usually seen in Arizona, California, Nevada, New Mexico, Texas, Utah, and northern Mexico. Desert Fever is scary - it gets caught in your lungs, and you somehow have a very, very dry cold. These titles get caught, but more like enraptured, captivated, enchanted. This bug (fungus, I know, I know) is a good one to get.
(Cross-Cultural Communications, 2012)
By JoSelle Vanderhooft
Remember Hotmail and AIM and the first chat you every had with an anonymous username?? Remember when people started a convo with "A/S/L?" Remember Myspace and the first text message you sent on your flip phone - how it took roughly five minutes to say "What's up?" Hotmail lead the way for much bigger and better Internet experiments which are now just functioning, normal parts of our life! The world is wild and fast and soon there will be robots that will text for us.
(Birds, LLC, 2016)
By Tommy Pico
Small talk and flirting are my personal hells. One time, a person was engaging ~romantically~ with me, trying to get to know me with typical small talk- stuff about the weather ("Oh, it's kind of cold, isn't it?"), the fact that food is pretty good, hobbies, et cetera - and I blurted out loud in the middle of them talking, "I hate this." We stood next to each other in silence at the party until they excused themselves to go to the bathroom. Here are titles that are also just as abrupt and impolite as me - and more importantly - are unafraid to be that way.
Hot in Herre by rapper Nelly was released when I was six in 2002 (back when he wore a Band-Aid!!!). Sorry to make anyone feel old, but essentially I have grown up with this song and my oh my, it is a banger. When Nelly rasps "herre," you feel that extra r down your back and you feel very compelled to take off all your clothes. Nelly somehow breaks dichotomies, creating a song that is both very literal and very figurative. So shout out to Nelly of the past and Nelly of the present (who is raising four kids and collaborating with really bad country pop musicians
.) God bless you, Cornell. Sad to see the Band-Aid go though. Here are titles for the musically inclined, some addressed to musicians (one even a Nelly contemporary) and others, where the writing sings for itself.
My parents are conservative Southern Baptists. I attended an all-girls Catholic high school with nuns in habits and mass once a week. Which means I have a lot of guilt. I constantly think about The End. I tried to read the Left Behind series when I was in sixth grade and could not sleep for days. And the rapture is only a small part of the whole prophecy! Revelations is a theatrical, brazen, and terrifying ordeal from angels blasting trumpets and riding chariots of fire to continuous wars in Heaven and on Earth. There's also dragons. When I was a middle schooler, I did not want to go down to the big scary place below me. But now I'm a jaded twenty-something with a teeny bit of autonomy and you know what? I prefer the heat. Here are some suggestions for the end times...
I feel like fallen angels are angels that are going through a bad season or just haven’t gotten a hug in a long time, but do one bad thing and they are booted out of Heaven. It’s like the Life Support commercials (“Help! I’ve fallen and I can’t get up!”), but they never get up, oh no. :(
(Mayapple Press, 2016)
By Toni Mergentime Levi
(Edge Books, 1999)
By Buck Downs
(Black Lawrence Press, 2015)
By Diane Goettel & Anneli Matheson, Eds
(Livingston Press, 2005)
By Scott Ely
By Daniel M Shapiro
(Slapering Hol Press, 2011)
By Denise Duhamel and Amy Lemmon
(Ahsahta Press, 2002)
By Heather Sellers
Boardwalks are amazing. Not sure what the boardwalks are like in Cali, but the boardwalks of Ocean City, New Jersey and Maryland are brimmed with "boardies" ("carnies," but better) and older, rosy-faced men dressed like Mac Demarco unironically, their foreheads brimmed with sweat in line for funnel cake. My dad essentially. The boardwalks are hot too - the cheap plastic of your flip-flops are heated from the scorching wood below. It's also a teenage dreamland. Girls and boys loiter the arcade and walk endlessly, trying to figure out the best place for a cheap slice of pizza. Have you ever seen the documentary Wildwood
? It's very good and exactly shows what summer boardwalk teens are like with no obligations and lots of time.
(Coconut Books, 2014)
By Emily Toder
(NYQ Books, 2010)
By rd coleman
(Roof Books, 2008)
By Robert Grenier
(North Point Press, 1985)
By Leslie Scalapino
By Joni Murphy
By Oscar d'Artois
(Horse Less Press, 2016)
By John Colasacco
If I dropped it like it was hot (even writing the phrase like this shows how uncool I am), it would be just a sad attempt that looked more like a stop, drop, and roll.
By Brad Casey
The Want Fire
(Passager Books, 2015)
By Jennifer Wallace
(Black Lawrence Press, 2015)
By KMA Sullivan
(Entasis Press, 2011)
By Moira Egan and Clarinda Harriss, Editors
(Airlie Press, 2015)
By Darlene Pagan
(Red Dragonfly Press, 2015)
By Imants Ziedonis
(Nightboat Books, 2013)
By George Albon
(Tavern Books, 2014)
By Adrian C Louis