Tim Barrus Blog

  1. What Book Is It Like

    I am now used to the questions (plural) about what book is the book I am writing now like. The question is, I guess, inevitable. I smile and nod. Gravity’s Rainbow. But anyone born after 1987 will not have read it. Or they’ve read it but they are all in…

  2. ChinaTown ChinaTown

    It’s about the money. Everyone has their bugabuga religion. What happens to speech. Speech here. Speech there. I want to know about speech in Russia, the DRC, what happened in France, les confréries de la langue, what is speech in Japan. I hesitate to use the term Free Speech anywhere.

  3. It Is All A Blur

    The wild waters of this roar are made in the fortitude of salt. Just salt. Miles and miles of salt. Mountains of salt. And the bones that fell there. – Tim Barrus

  4. Dirt Bike Town

    Proof of Endurance

  5. CPR

    I would not be worth – all of this – high action traction where the arch of the story itself could explode from pure adrenaline. That tone from word one to the end, lightem up, up, up. Litem up, up, up. I am glad people can coordinate and go for

  6. Tim Barrus and the New York Times

    “Sometimes my stuff gives aperture as a leakage another good name. Or. An identity. Often, I am not looking in a straightforward way at my subject’s eyes. Eyes insinuate a relationship. Relationships will hurt you. If I am using x-rayy technology, I am the one who manages where the eyes

  7. Xrayy Photography Has Me By the Balls

    I do defy but by degrees most photos from the past but the past of what is another dimension and this one would be filled with light. Despite being quite a step forward in artificial lighting development, the early chemicals used in photography were harsh and could only turn out…

  8. Year of the Hyena: Gay Soldiers in Vietnam

    Year of the Hyena, a Novel by Tim Barrus Gay Soldiers in Vietnam

  9. Blue Ridge Baby

    Revenge has a few things to hang doubt upon. – Tim Barrus

  10. That These Vaults, too, Should Crack

    The weight of this sad time, and sing, and tell old tales we can do this. We can do more than just endure.