RUN SCREAM UNBURY SAVE
The excerpt here is from my book-length, creative nonfiction manuscript that just won the Autumn House Open Book Competition. The judge was Michael Martone. The book, all 166 pages of it, will be out in February of 2017. Here is what Michael said about the manuscript.
Run Scream Unbury Save
Autumn House Press
September 20, 2016
To “READ” (and yes I am using all that graphic punctuation with intent!) this extraordinary memoir, Run Scream Unbury Save, I had to employ a ZIP Extractor to extract (from the brain-like folds of the CLOUD) this gorgeously convoluted and original origamied textual text of the not so transparent text of this bookish book. That is to say, embedded in this message is the message that this mean medium is the message (a blast from the past!) and what a divine mess of a message it is.
Too often, it seems to me, we construct our books as if they are mere transcriptions of oral tales, desiring to invoke a waking dream in the reader while disguising the scaffolding of the narrative delivery device (the book itself), suppressing, consciously, the self-conscious consideration of self-consciousness. McCord, in Run Scream Unbury Save, reignites the curious rotary engine of curiosity, the spirographic folding back, that ululation, as a great storyteller confronting the unique high-techery of the book. Believe me, this book cannot, ever, be made into a movie or binge TV series or streamed video. No, it is a book’s BOOK. A map more detailed than the thing it represents. It confronts the BOOK and does what only the BOOK can do and does it with goddamn gumption and infinite grace.
Katherine McCord’s life here is an open book book, and the fine instrument of that opening is the story of that story.
Author of Michael Martone and Memoranda