Expect a novel by me soon on the
problems of mid-life. While I’m traveling the country in this new
year, I intend to donate over 100 copies of Eighteen In
Cross-country Odyssey to Little
Free Libraries. Also, look for my bookmarks. I may have one to send
you for free if you contact my twitter handle, @bandersonauthor.
Benjamin Anderson released 9 books. His science-fiction book, Sirens of Morning Light, preceded the memoir, Eighteen In Cross-country Odyssey. His novel of late fulfillment is Middle of the Road. His short stories feature in Belonging. His humor book is Quick Quirks, A Quick Book. His haiku travelogue is On a Fallen Wave. Below the Fold is on juvenile humor. About a Boy, Stories is inspiring to the youth. His novella, The Stranger Between Us, is about outlasting chance encounters.
Saturday, January 7, 2017
Sunday, June 5, 2016
Author Spotlight
The title for my Author Spotlight on Reddit is I’m
Benjamin Anderson, Here with My [Author Spotlight] on Eighteen In
Cross-country Odyssey about Traveling the US at Eighteen and Publishing a
Book On It.
I look forward to your questions.
I look forward to your questions.
Saturday, May 28, 2016
/r/books
Two things: I'm doing an author spotlight in the /r/books subreddit in about one week on Sunday, June 5, 11 AM - 6 PM (the thread title will probably be "IAmAn Author who traveled the US at eighteen and published a book about it. AMA."), and I just found out that I've been published again, this time online in Van Gogh's Ear: Best World Poetry & Prose for my sonnet "A Figment of My Imagination," one of my favorites. The post is May 27 under the link https://theoriginalvangoghsearanthology.com/ and here is that poem:
A figment of my imagination
Frequents as scream the swelling dream of night
Brought forth in potent exaggeration,
Familiar though it seems, yet more than tight
Than wide proportions of a common day
That cast no delusions and should repent
Fair consequence that stares and snares away
From constant scrutiny and overbite
For many a day sewn in tapestry
Of common dream from shouts of whim galore
That every waking has in tendency,
Rising into a hunch one should explore
That it should be that one alone will hear
The miscarriage of wind in his own snore.
A figment of my imagination
Frequents as scream the swelling dream of night
Brought forth in potent exaggeration,
Familiar though it seems, yet more than tight
Than wide proportions of a common day
That cast no delusions and should repent
Fair consequence that stares and snares away
From constant scrutiny and overbite
For many a day sewn in tapestry
Of common dream from shouts of whim galore
That every waking has in tendency,
Rising into a hunch one should explore
That it should be that one alone will hear
The miscarriage of wind in his own snore.
Tuesday, May 24, 2016
Publication in bear creek haiku
New to issue #134 of bear creek haiku, my poem:
Sinking
Back into water,
Frog preserves a memory
Of separation.
For any questions people have about Eighteen, please post your questions on my facebook: https://www.facebook.com/ben.anderson.75457081. I apologize on behalf of Reddit.
Sinking
Back into water,
Frog preserves a memory
Of separation.
For any questions people have about Eighteen, please post your questions on my facebook: https://www.facebook.com/ben.anderson.75457081. I apologize on behalf of Reddit.
Monday, May 23, 2016
IAmAn Author with a new Reddit post
Come check out my AMA on Reddit this Monday! The thread is "IAmAn Author who traveled the US at eighteen and
published a book about it. AMA." You'll get my facebook page and more information about my book Eighteen In Cross-country Odyssey.
Saturday, October 3, 2015
The Best Insincerity
In anticipation of my book signing in three weeks, I'm sharing my poem "The Best Insincerity," published in issue 67 of Red Fez (available online), as a teaser:
Flattery is best insincerity
When it is insincere to compliment
With gilded lies that hide the truth surely
And boast ideal or opposite extent.
The goal is without exact modesty
That no reproach should come of description
In overcompensating vanity
With yeas where nays proliferate station.
The face bulges; the waist transcends all space;
The knees buckle; and belches sure appeal,
But this one becomes testament to race,
A real charmer, godlike and yet genteel.
No sarcasm pretends so criminal.
Obsequious is praise for unequal.
When it is insincere to compliment
With gilded lies that hide the truth surely
And boast ideal or opposite extent.
The goal is without exact modesty
That no reproach should come of description
In overcompensating vanity
With yeas where nays proliferate station.
The face bulges; the waist transcends all space;
The knees buckle; and belches sure appeal,
But this one becomes testament to race,
A real charmer, godlike and yet genteel.
No sarcasm pretends so criminal.
Obsequious is praise for unequal.
Thursday, September 3, 2015
Book Signing @ Midtown Scholar on Saturday, October 24, 2015 2-4 PM
I will be returning to Midtown Scholar (main level) for my third book signing. My featured book will be Eighteen In Cross-country Odyssey, and of course, I will also bring copies of Sirens of Morning Light for signing. Come out to meet the author!
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