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i dunno, i'm proud of my assholeness. great snow pics!

Matthew Gallaway

I dont see you being an asshole in the way I defined it, Dean! (And I mean that as a compliment.)




I'm new to your writing and your blogs-- lured in by your striking cat posts-- but I was tuned in to the trouble this week and you came off as anything but an a**hole. You seemed articulate, and sensitive. Looking forward to the book...

Matthew Gallaway

thank u, J!

Matthew Gallaway

thanks, Bonnie -- it was really the initial outburst that I regret; i wish I would have made my point less in the heat of the moment, so to speak.


As much as I agree, I think there is maybe a time and a place for which, "Eat shit and die," is not inappropriate and possibly even to be encouraged, even for non-assholes. I'm only half joking.

Matthew Gallaway

I agree with you, John, but (speaking for myself, only) thats usually not the best way to start off a discussion (or a discussion, as the case may be), I think, which is more what I was alluding to. 


"...the only solutions are 1) not to engage, and 2) if we do (and I believe it's sometimes necessary) to do so in a respectful manner that focuses on the substance of the matter at hand instead resorting to 'assholish' (or snide or 'snarky' etc. etc.) personal attacks."

Hmmm... That really hits home with me. I've often found myself thinking about and fuming over stuff that has gone on in message boards, etc., and I've wondered what I used to think about before I started participating in all that. Then, last summer, I was the recipient of a particularly nasty barrage of comments in a post reacting to something totally innocent that I had posted. It was on a board on which I had participated for years, and had in fact been a founding member. The person who made the comment is a first-class asshole; a bitch, actually. She absolutely thrives on mess, but I refused to give her any fuel for the last time. I posted my "goodbye cruel world" message and never went back. I've also ceased communicating with people who seem to be interested only in themselves and how the world adores them. Reciprocity is key for me. If someone who, for example, claims to be my friend but forgets my birthday, they're not really my friend.

The best result from my abstaining from all of those sites and message boards is the fact that I'm now finally thinking about real life, and I've got more time and energy to do my real work. The time I spend on the 'net is reserved for places and people who I think are positive and for the most part, uplifting. Anything else is a waste of my time and energy.

Matthew Gallaway

Sounds like were on the same page, Robert (except I dont care if people forget my birthday, LOL, because thats not important to me...)


I guess I could have provided more background on the birthday comment, but suffice to say I've had my feelings hurt by taking too seriously online relationships that I thought were friendships. Real life is good enough and bad enough for me.

Matthew Gallaway

Im with you on that, Robert!

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Gods final



A young boy wanders into the woods of Harlem and witnesses the abduction of his sister by a glowing creature. Forty years later, now working as a New York City homicide detective, Gus is assigned to a case in which he unexpectedly succumbs to a vision that Helen is still alive. To find her, he embarks on an uorthodox investigation that leads to an ancient civilization of gods and the people determined to bring them back.

In this colossal new novel from the author of The Metropolis Case, the myth of Orpheus and Eurydice collides with a new religion founded by three corporate office workers, creating something beautiful, illogical, and overwhelming. Part sex manifesto, part religious text, part Manhattan noir—with a dose of deadly serious, internet inspired satire—#gods is a sprawling inquest into the nature of faith and resistance in the modern world. With each turn of the page, #gods will leave you increasingly reborn.

Praise for #gods

“#gods is a mystery, an excavation of myths, an index of modern life, a gay coming-of-age story, an office satire, a lyrical fever dream, a conspiracy. One of the most ambitious novels in recent memory—and a wild, possibly transformative addition to the canon of gay literature—it contains multitudes, and seethes with brilliance.” —Mark Doten, author of The Infernal

“Matthew Gallaway’s #gods is a novel so brilliant, so funny, so full of strange and marvelous things, I couldn’t stop writing OMG WTF I <3 THIS SO MUCH in its margins. It’s rare to find a novel that so dazzlingly reinvigorates age-old meditations on faith and f&!*ing, art and eros. Luminous, enterprising, and sublimely cheeky, #gods tells the story, the myth, the dream of the human soul in all its glorious complexity.” —Suzanne Morrison, author of Yoga Bitch

“Matthew Gallaway’s storytelling manages to be both dreamy and serious; lean and luxurious. His words carry an incantatory power of mythic storytelling where beauty and savagery wrap around each other like bright threads in a gorgeous tapestry.” —Natasha Vargas-Cooper, author of Mad Men Unbuttoned: A Romp Through 1960s America

“If the ancient gods were just like us, only more so, then the same could be said for this strange, wonderful book, in which the mundane sorrows and small triumphs of very ordinary lives glow ever so slightly around the edges, sometimes quite literally. At once an oddly romantic send-up of dead-end office culture and an offbeat supernatural procedural, #gods is terrifically weird, melancholy, sexy, and charming.” —Jacob Bacharach, author of The Bend of the World

The Metropolis Case

'It’s to the credit of Matthew Gallaway’s enchanting, often funny first novel that it doesn’t require a corresponding degree of obsession from readers, but may leave them similarly transported: the book is so well written — there’s hardly a lazy sentence here — and filled with such memorable lead and supporting players that it quickly absorbs you into its worlds.'

-- The New York Times

Music: Death Culture at Sea and Saturnine

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