Midweek Story - Mollusks
This week’s story is Mollusks by Arthur Bradford.
Arthur Bradford was unknown to me and I discovered him in a McSweeney’s anthology when I was in New York.
You can buy it here in the UK and here if you’re in the US.
It’s a great short story, read here in its entirety by me, marred only slightly by one of my cats going through the flap between 1:40 and 1:56 and then coming back in at 3:27 and then a plane going over after four minutes, but in a way, I think they make the recording sound both homely and dramatic.
Finally, if you like the idea of this, please send the page round, talk about it in your blogs if you have them, tell the people on the bus, whatever. I’ll try this out for a month. Who knows, I may get me a podcast.
You can also let have your say about the story of the idea in the comments, and thanks - no - “Thank You” for listening. This shit isn’t as easy as it seems in my head when I think this stuff up; it takes dedication and I’m grateful to be able to share it.
Reading Jesus, the story already.
July 11th, 2007 at 9:46 am
Very nice, Cliff, thanks for taking the time.
Now all I need is a nice cup of cocoa and my slippers.
July 11th, 2007 at 6:12 pm
Thanks Cliff I enjoyed that - but next time no slugs please! I have a thing about them.
Oh by the way do those planes keep you awake?
Looking forward to next Wednesday
July 11th, 2007 at 7:56 pm
For some reason, it is odd to hear your voice.
But I still dig the idea behind this. Keep it up.
July 11th, 2007 at 8:50 pm
Cheers Wendy - I enjoyed doing it. Not perfect reading, but wanted to do one take on it.
Emom - most of my material involves slugs, but for you I will make an exception. The planes don’t keep me awake, but people who come and stay pick up on it. I guess it’s like living in the city and zoning out traffic. It’s only every few minutes or so, although I don’t know what Terminal Five will bring.
Leemer - believe me, no one is weirded out more than myself. Cheers for the encouragement, too.