Thursday, July 26, 2007

You know what writers like better than typing? Hitting each other.

Is it wrong that I love Jonathan Ames even more because he fist-fights with other writers? The author and "man-about-town," as New York Magazine calls him, is getting to be kind of a semi-pro boxer in the sense that he keeps stepping into a ring, strapping on padded leather gloves and punching fellow writers in the face. It's pretty much just like Hemingway except he doesn't make them cry afterwards. New York Magazine recently wrote a story covering Ames' latest pugilistic event. Here's what they have to say:

In 1999, under the nom de guerre “the Herring Wonder,” Ames took on David “the Impact Addict” Leslie, a friend and fellow artist, emerging from the fight with a broken nose. Last night, at Gleason’s Gym in Dumbo with friend Fiona Apple cheering him on, an undaunted Ames took to the ring yet again — this time, to duke it out with fellow writer Craig "the Crippler" Davidson in a publicity ploy for Davidson’s U.S. fiction debut, The Fighter.

The cool thing is both of these guys actually look like fighters:

I hope the Herring Wonder continues to knock 'em down in future years, and I have my fingers crossed that he eventually takes on everyone he shares a shelf with at Barnes and Noble. He could easily take Isabel "Bell Ringer" Allende, Kingsley "I'm Dead" Amis, Martin "Chain-Smoking, Talent-Dripping Bastard" Amis and of course, Louisa "Mayhem" Alcott, who kinda deserves to get punched for forcing Little Women on innocent middle schoolers for the last hundred years.


Anne M. said...

Oh my god this is the greatest thing in the WORLD.

Liz said...

Isn't it, though?

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