Brett Eugene Ralph wrote: If you dig Poachers, I recommend that you check out Brady Udall's Letting Loose the Hounds and anything by Pinckney Benedict. Sherman Alexie's first book of stories, The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fist-fight in Heaven, is also really good. It was the basis for the film Smoke Signals.

Dudley wrote:

Brett Eugene Ralph wrote: If you dig Poachers, I recommend that you check out Brady Udall's Letting Loose the Hounds and anything by Pinckney Benedict. Sherman Alexie's first book of stories, The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fist-fight in Heaven, is also really good. It was the basis for the film Smoke Signals.

Seconded. I really enjoyed his novel Dogs of God, and a couple of short story collections, Town Smokes and something else. Is he still writing? I wolfed down his stuff 10-12 years ago, and have always kept an eye open for more, but I don't think anything else made it over here.

Champion Rabbit wrote:

Dudley wrote:

Brett Eugene Ralph wrote: If you dig Poachers, I recommend that you check out Brady Udall's Letting Loose the Hounds and anything by Pinckney Benedict. Sherman Alexie's first book of stories, The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fist-fight in Heaven, is also really good. It was the basis for the film Smoke Signals.

Seconded. I really enjoyed his novel Dogs of God, and a couple of short story collections, Town Smokes and something else. Is he still writing? I wolfed down his stuff 10-12 years ago, and have always kept an eye open for more, but I don't think anything else made it over here.

According to his MySpace page *resists urge to comment* he's lecturing and hasn't had further books published.

Shame.

Cranius wrote:Yeah, I was wondering the same. I exhausted everything of his I could lay my hands on and never heard about any new novels or stories. Town Smokes was great, but I had to rebuy it after the airplane I was on caught fire, mid-air, and I left it in the seat-pocket. Thankfully, I lived to finish the to book. Pinckney is great name for an author.

Cranius wrote:the airplane I was on caught fire, mid-air

Cranius wrote:Once though, I was on a propeller-driven plane that caught fire. I was flying between Leeds-Bradford airport and Belfast and we were meant to stop in the Isle of Man, halfway. After take-off we had been ascending for about ten minutes. I hadn't been paying attention to anything as I was reading a book. The book must've been quite good, because it took me a while to realize that everyone one on the starboard side of the plane were becoming increasingly noisy and aggitated. When I looked up could see white smoke streaming past the windows on that side of the plane. By craning my head over the seats, I could see that the engine was clearly on fire. The pilot then announced that we were in fact on fire, as it was now apparent to everyone on board, and said we would have to make an emergency landing. We were now over the Irish Sea. I noticed that the stewardesses were distressed and had begun to cry. An Irish guy next to me tapped me on the arm, smiled and calmly said," This is all very exciting". This made me feel a lot less anxious, as many of passengers were now crying. I made the decision to continue reading my book, as that seemed the most appropriate thing to do. We were then asked to adopt the brace position and the plane made an unfeasibly rapid descent. All the while we were still over the sea (I didn't really fancy our chances of a sea landing, but events were somewhat out my hands, so I tried to relax). As I peeked out from the brace postion I saw the ground dramatically rush up into view. Unfortunately, the pilots had left the tannoy on and we could hear them shouting things like,"For fuck's sake", and "Fuuuuuck!", as the plane landed quite hard on the tarmac. Kind of not reassuring. As soon as the plane ground to a halt everyone piled out the exits and had to jump/be lowered the eight or so feet down onto the runway; there were no emergency crews there to help. The stewardesses had disappeared and I noticed two very shat-up pilots dragging hard on cigarettes on the edge of the tarmac apron. Apparently, the fire had been extinguished by internal fire extinguishers, but it had been so hot that all the moving parts of the engine had been flux-locked.

Everyone on the flight was offered a place on a jet, that had to be diverted from Paris, to continue their journey and there was only one poor young boy who was too frightened to continue on.

Yeah, flying...it's wicked!

daniel robert chapman and earwicker wrote:graphic novel

Cranius wrote:An Irish guy next to me tapped me on the arm, smiled and calmly said," This is all very exciting".

Cranius wrote:Unfortunately, the pilots had left the tannoy on and we could hear them shouting things like,"For fuck's sake", and "Fuuuuuck!", as the plane landed quite hard on the tarmac.

Cranius wrote:Once though, I was on a propeller-driven plane that caught fire [...]