One more thing...

I'm reading all these journals that I picked up at the AWP - Abe Lincoln, Mrs Maybe, Forklift (with bullet holes)and other - and they seem to be so much more profoundly "hybrid" (not as a moderation, but as in coming up with interesting new art) and fun than the discussions about camps and such (including my own yammering). I especially like Cynthia Sailer's "Environment of Illness," which reminds me a bit of Atrocity Exhibition, JG Ballard's great book from the 70s, and Anne Boyer's Kathy Acker-ish story in abraham lincoln. Maybe the 1970s wasn't so bad afterall. Maybe prose wasn't so bad afterall.