Dancing Naked In A Haunted House

The inscription on the back cover says it all: "I have not lived in vain but lived for this." Since my Collected Poems were published in 2004, I have lived and learned, loved and lost, and lived to love again. This is the journal of my journey, contained within these three hundred pieces of my heart. This is my best, and never mind the rest. As the title indicates, I write from my heart to yours, "dancing naked" as it were as I deal with disability and struggle to survive in this house haunted by a hundred years of the colorful history of my strange family. The poems cover the entire spectrum of human experience from tragedy to triumph, despair to delight, and all my adventures between along the way. I am a wanderer, a lone wolf, an outsider looking in. This is my story, this is my heart in three hundred pieces. I offer it to you with love and the pride of an honest craftsman, in both softcover and collectible hardcover editions. Respect and solidarity, +Steven Curtis Lance

Dancing Naked in the Material World, a unique and illuminating photo-documentary, allows us to look beyond the exotic, sometimes grimy surface of the world of striptease and into the lives of the women who perform there. The dancers, whose humanity and intelligence is graciously depicted in Marilyn Futterman's brilliant black-and-white photographs, describe in their own words how they feel about themselves, their marginal profession, and the men who support it. How does such a sexual, competitive occupation affect the self-esteem of these women? What are their fears, hopes, and ambitions? Futterman, after deciding to do a photographic series on strippers, became a waitress in one of the clubs in Atlanta, Georgia. Working with and interviewing the dancers enabled her to better understand their diverse and complex lives. She witnessed first-hand the strippers' working environment, the people met there, and the relationships between the women. Men go to these clubs seeking fantasy for a dollar with no threat of intimacy. And the women achieve a kind of emotional fulfillment that is remarkably harder to find outside the doors of the club. Dancing Naked's poignant depiction of this odd social contract is important cultural history, vivid autobiography, and beautiful photography.

Karin continues to come to terms with her feelings for Kenta, but her flirting will have to be put on hold for now. Karin's grandmother is in town, and that's enough to put her entire family into a panic. Elda Marker is no silver-haired, cookie-baking matriarch. She's a hot and heavy vampire vixen with a taste for blood, but a distaste for everything else having to do with the human race. So how can Karin possibly tell her about her new human almost-sorta-not-quite-boyfriend? It's going to be one freaky family reunion! -- VIZ Media

Fiction. Translated from the French by John Ashbery. Pierre Reverdy's short story HAUNTED HOUSE, originally published in 1930 in a collection of prose tales called Risques et Perils, is very different than his typically oblique, allusive and dreamlike poetry. Rife with mock rhetorical grandeur and ironic asides, HAUNTED HOUSE was lauded and included in Andre Breton's list of ten books he would take to a desert island. John Ashbery is the author of numerous volumes of poetry and has translated the works of Stephane Mallarme, Giorgio de Chirico, Raymond Roussel, Max Jacob and Alfred Jarry. Since 1990 he has been the Charles P. Stevenson, Jr. Professor of Languages and Literature at Bard College.

Beware a girl in pointy shoes! A girl wearing pointy shoes might be a witch. And the first thing a spook's apprentice learns is never, ever to trust a witch. In this bone-chilling collection of tales, you will learn exactly why that is, as you encounter: a fair and beautiful woman with green scales running down her spine . . . a dead witch who lurks under rotting leaves and hunts for blood . . . Alice, Tom Ward's best friend, who once lived with one of the darkest witches of all . . . and a witch whose cry of revenge can kill. The dark is all around. Who will survive?