A glass of literary Port

November 19th, 2009


Port is often referred to as the wine of philosophy, most likely because it is traditionally served after dinner, usually with a cigar, and this has historically led to much conversation, some of which might fall into the realm of philosophical.

The inaugural issue of the Camera Obscura Journal takes more shape with the addition of Kane X. Faucher’s remarkable Borgesian tale of intrigue, “Sanscript,” which is, in my estimation, the short story equivalent of a having a glass of Port and a fine cigar. Below is an excerpt:

“…It is an undeniable truism that any number divided against itself will always result in that single digit unity, just as any number subtracted from itself will result in the authority of null. It is into this binary silence I have read, and have since regretted it; and to this style of seeing and reading I have had to forcibly turn from. A one and a zero, a white space and a black one: this is the Manicheanism of reading, but of a hidden variety that was revealed to me at too unripe an age, in Lisbon.”

Kane X. Faucher is an assistant professor at the University of Western Ontario. He is the author of 10 books and has published over 1000 poems, articles, short fiction, and reviews internationally. He currently lives and works in London, Canada. He is a recent recipient of the &Now Aware for Best Innovative Writing.


On the photography front, the competition is wide open. We are adding a select few sponsors to the journal. Check back in the next couple of weeks for details.

More updates as they are available.
M.E. Parker, Editor
Camera Obscura Journal

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Table of Contents Grows

November 7th, 2009

As is the case with any burgeoning literary journal, before the first issue is presented to the world, it is almost impossible to divine what aesthetic shape it will take. For that reason, I will occasionally post the progress as the inaugural issue of the Camera Obscura Journal builds. Recently Camera Obscura accepted a short story by René Georg Vasicek, the beautifully rendered “Borsig’s Machine Factory,” which begins:

“Like the drunkard I am stumbling towards the null and void. And I really am drunk…the drunken ecstasy of having failed at life so miserably. It is only when a man approaches absolute zero that life begins to make sense.

I recently turned forty. There is no turning back: the death march to nowhere a certainty. Years spent watching a city destroyed by sameness…the rise of concrete block towers, the demolition of history, the erasure of the human face.

My name is unimportant. It’s enough to know that I am not you. . .”

René Georg Vasicek is a 2009 fellow in Nonfiction Literature from the New York Foundation for the Arts. His writing has appeared in The Delinquent (UK), Divide, High Times, Minnetonka Review, Post Road, The Prague Revue, Sunday Salon, and elsewhere. He teaches at Hofstra University and Lehman College of the City University of New York. René lives in Astoria, Queens with his wife and son.

Many more updates to come.
M.E. Parker, Editor
Camera Obscura Journal

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