Youmans (pronounced like 'yeoman' with an 's' added) is the best-kept secret
among contemporary American writers. --John Wilson, editor, Books and Culture Marly Youmans is a novelist and poet out of sync with the times
but in tune with the ages. --First Things

Friday, February 03, 2017

Rollipoke!


Sign up for The Rollipoke News. 
An occasional newsletter--
"news of upcoming books (fiction and poetry by Marly Youmans, both new and reprints), 
public events, strange happenings, lost words, etc."
And the occasional interesting freebie. 

Rollipoke: a coarse hempen cloth once considered 
"fit to be used as bags or wrappers for rolls or bales of finer goods"
(Robert Forby, The Vocabulary of East Anglia, 1830.)

Now I want you to pretend that the sign-up form is
on another page entirely because that's what savvy people do,
the ones who know what they are doing.
They hide the form, and for some strange psychological reason,
people prefer it to be hidden on a second page.
Therefore I bid you to pretend the form
is hidden beneath a rollipoke!




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p. s.
Here's a new "Women in Horror Month" post at Weird Fiction Review
"Drunk Bay" popping up again...
Nice to be in company with Leena Krohn, Kelly Link,
Edith Wharton, and more.

6 comments:

  1. Great idea! I hope you get thousands of "subscribers." I look forward to Rollipoke!

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    1. I've said that I would do it for ages... And haven't! So, finally.

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  2. But is Rollipoke merely the medium or actually the message?

    Fascinated at the way you are able to bestride a world which includes - at its extremes - matters of the mind and the surly demands of commerce. da Vinci brought up to date, although you've yet to improve on the jumping umbrella that was his suggestion for a helicopter.

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    1. Jumping umbrella! Life needs more jumping umbrellas....

      I don't think that I'm very good at commerce, really, though I am mindful of what I owe my publishers.

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Alas, I must once again remind large numbers of Chinese salesmen and other worldwide peddlers that if they fall into the Gulf of Spam, they will be eaten by roaming Balrogs. The rest of you, lovers of grace, poetry, and horses (nod to Yeats--you do not have to be fond of horses), feel free to leave fascinating missives and curious arguments.