In perhaps the shortest turnaround the in history of publishing, my essay "The Day I Lost Rock 'N' Roll" (renamed"Jim Morrison, Where The Bombs Don't Fly") was published today in the always awesome Boston Review only one week after it was accepted! This piece is about the day I was searching for Jim Morrison's Grave in the Père Lachaise Cemetery in Paris on the beginning of the Iraq Invasion when I ran into two German tourists doing the same. Together, we wandered around the cemetery as three foreigners until we finally found the rock star's grave. This lyrical essay explores the concept of war, memory, tourism and estrangement, and the impossibility of forgetting.
Today I got the best kind of email. Simon Waxman, the managing editor at the Boston Review, contacted me to publish my lyrical essay,"The Day I Lost Rock and Roll," at the BR. So, of course, my day became fucking awesome. This essay is part of my high-concept memoir, Dream Pop Origami. Be on the lookout for my essay in the near future!