Breaking Wallace Goldberg’s nose for being constantly late on the juice. Or the time I took a sledgehammer to Dennis Quinn’s legs and left him in an open grave in St. Anthony’s Cemetery. That’s as much as she knows about me.… more
Writer: Frank Reardon
C.W. Blackwell
BULL Interview by Frank ReardonI wanted stories with working class people fed up with the daily grind, waking up to the idea that our economic system is built for a small fraction of people and that the American Dream is a kind of lullaby they sing to us to keep us showing up to work on time.… more
ALL OF MY FEVER DREAMS ARE UPSIDE DOWN.
Moans from the Condiment Fridge by Frank ReardonI trusted without knowing how to trust. I laughed without understanding why we laugh. It’s why later in life I could inflict pain without care. It’s why I hide behind a poker face whenever I walk into a room full of people.… more
Jonathan Ames
BULL Interview by Frank ReardonI wanted to create a character who was broken… deeply broken… a character who wanted to disappear from the world and be very quiet so as not to hurt others… but who nevertheless brought pain where ever he went.… more
PAULA BOMER
BULL Interview by Frank ReardonI had been trying to write a novel called Gaslit for about 7 years, on and off, and it went nowhere. There’s no other way to explain it but a man’s voice came to me, and off I went. Gaslit turned into The Stalker. … more
Billy’s Room
Moans from the Condiment Fridge by Frank ReardonI put myself underneath the covers and rested my head on the one speaker and let the vocals and instruments hold me, tell me that they loved me. I was seventeen when I found that radio in the garbage, and it took me back to when I discovered music in my Uncle Billy’s room.… more
Curtis Ippolito
BULL Interview by Frank ReardonI didn’t set out to shock anyone with the sexual abuse; but I also knew it was my job to be honest there, report on the atrocities or else I don’t think Marcus’ motives as an adult would have rung true.… more
William Taylor Jr.
BULL Interview by Frank ReardonI’d look out my window at 2 a.m. and there’d be some guy just sitting in his car and crying, and a few feet away there were some homeless folk whacked out of their minds on something, fucking on the sidewalk, all the tech bros spilling out of the bars, roving around in howling packs.… more
Nick Kolakowski
BULL Interview by Frank ReardonI’ve spent my life obsessed with the contrast between Hollywood’s glitz and its gritty underbelly. I see it as a microcosm of America itself: we’re always selling an image of what we are, but that image is secured with blood and plunder.… more
SOFT ROCK DENIM
Moans from the Condiment Fridge by Frank ReardonHenley says, “This Frank guy might hate me in the year 2025, but he sure as shit will have to listen to me for eternity. Smooth, my brothers, smooth like my Denim.”… more
