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I'm super paranoid about getting hit by a car running a red light. Sometimes I'll almost leave the house without my wallet, then go back and get it, specifically so I'll have ID on me in case I get hit by a car. 1. Because a few years ago, my grandfather was hit by a car running a red light while waiting to cross the street. (He broke like all of his bones but ended up being fine, amazingly. In his 80s!) 2. Because I just hate and fear cars. 3. Because people in San Francisco seem to run red lights much more frequently than I have observed anywhere else. Bad drivers here terrify me, because they're not being jerks, just totally oblivious, which I think is much worse!

I love the Flatiron Building! And flatiron shaped buildings in general. I live on Market Street, which cuts diagonally through all the regular blocks and makes all kinds of crazy pointy corners. It makes me so happy to walk around my neighborhood! The building I live in isn't a perfect flatiron shape, it's more of a weird trapezoid, but I think that's still pretty cool.

Matthew Gallaway

We are kindred souls in many ways, Caitlin!

Robert le Diable

Serendipity plays a big part in my life. Being a Louisiana boy, my first exposure to the famous Flatiron Building came a few years ago when I used to see a picture of it through a local shop window. It fascinated me, because the angle at which the picture was taken made the building look as though it was just a facade with no building attached to it. Serendipity stepped in when I received (at work) a booklet about some seminar or something being held in NYC, with a pic of the FB on the cover. I looked through the booklet and found the credit for the photo, which referred to the building as the Flatiron Building, and armed with the name (or nickname), I was able to search for info on the 'net.

Love coincidences, love serendipity, and love the Internet.

Matthew Gallaway

Agree with all of those sentiments, R le D -- thanks for sharing!

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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

Listen or download songs and records from my indie-rock past with Saturnine here and Death Culture at Sea here.

Music Video: Remembrance of Things Past

Watch the rock opera Remembrance of Things Past written and performed by Saturnine and Frances Gibson, starring Bennett Madison and Sheila McClear.

Video: The Chaos Detective

The Chaos Detective is a series about a man searching for 'identity' as he completes assignments from a mysterious organization. Watch the first episode (five parts) on YouTube.
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