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The Matt Amati Merchandise Machine

Well, if you're loco enough to spend any money on anything Matt Amati did, here's your chance, cowboy! Matt doesn't make any money on this stuff; the money just covers the printing costs. Right now there's just a desultory novel, but soon there will be storybooks, comix and all sorts of fluff.

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Konstantinople
An authoritarian Uncle, a deficient Encyclopedia, a man made of spoons and saucers, the comet Xanderspot, invading armies, a voracious Orange Roughy, Li'l Orphan Annie, a WWI dogfight, a giant house-stealing bird, Goodman's Good Brown Beer, Horace Pelwit (Private Eye) the discovery of Up, a trip to the Moon in a hollow wooden cow, a murderous grandmother, policemen riding giant bumblebees, alchemists, generals, potters, presidents, novelists, the end of the world, the beginning of the world. A fine thick novel.
Print: $9.02
Download: FREE
 
Gob Loves his Children
A deeply spiritual journey through the trials and suffering of things with googly eyes
Print: $5.93
 
Most Euphorious Arranger Of Quotidian Harmonies
Chuang Tzŭ and Hui Tzŭ had strolled on to the bridge over the Hao, when the former observed: "See how the minnows are darting about! That is the pleasure of fishes." "You not being a fish yourself," said Hui Tzŭ, "how can you possibly know in what consists the pleasure of fishes?" "And you not being I," retorted Chuang Tzŭ, "how can you know that I do not know?" "If I, not being you, cannot know what you know," urged Hui Tzŭ, "it follows that you, not being a fish, cannot know in what consists the pleasure of fishes." "Let us go back," said Chuang Tzŭ, "to your original question. You asked me how I knew in what consists the pleasure of fishes. Your very question shows that you knew I knew. 1 I knew it from my own feelings on this bridge."
Print: $9.20
 
Time, time, said Old King Tut
A mysterious left-handed story!
Print: $10.50
 
What We Believe Now That We No Longer Believe What We Formerly Believed
This collection of prose bits, micro stories, cracked fairy tales and inexplicable flights of poetry broods, drools, meditates, cavils, harangues and dreams. These pieces are mournful, nightmarish, crusty, cobwebbed, alive with dark meaning, rich with nonsense, and hung with eerie universes at their edges. They resound with echoes of border ballads, the rants of drunk Frenchmen, the cadence of rejected Bibles, the din of advertising that sells you things you ought not to buy.
Print: $6.56
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THROMDIMBULATOR
The Professor is quite mad...
Print: $6.50
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