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Derrick
@dmartincampbell.bsky.social
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Occult bioswale apologist (non-fascist). Word's greatest non-Slavic short story writer. https://linktr.ee/derrickmartincampbell
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Never forget: Liev Schreiber's character in The Daytrippers (1996) was writing a Karen Russell-esque magical realist novel about a man with a dog's head ("a pointer!") who accidentally starts a new religion.
Black and white pic of Hope Davis, Liev Schreiber, and Parker Posey stting in the back of a car in a scene from The Daytrippers. Color shot from The Daytrippers of Liev Schreiber leaning in close to the camera in the midst of a very earnest explanation of his in-progress novel about a man with a dog's head, Parker Posey in mid-ground right side of the screen.
November 12, 2025 at 6:20 PM
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When in-laws and coworkers ask how the writing is going
Screenshot of google doc fragment reading, "In two steps it was upon them, red-eyed, huge, and all at once, in the manner of its kind: the old benadryl hatmen once employed by the government as paralysis demons, then abandoned after the war. The youth scrambled to their feet looking up,"
November 6, 2025 at 6:50 PM
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When theres a pause in the conversation at the bar and your buddies all start to look around perplexed, finally noticing the weird, beautiful, groaning music playing, confused, because they don’t know what you do: that this bar has sacred harp shape note singing on tie jukebox
Bill Hader doing a clever little knowing smile in some interview, implying hidden knowledge
October 31, 2025 at 4:11 AM
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Misty atmosphere we planted in the front garden maturing nicely
October 29, 2025 at 8:34 PM
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Andre Dubus low key describing the gaze of God as a distant light:
Picture of text on the page: "the grass. I straightened and looked ahead at the wind blowing past me through grass and trees to a distant light, and I stared at the light, imagining someone awake out there, wanting someone to be, a gathering of old friends, or someone alone listening to a music or painting a picture, then I figured it was a night light at a farmyard whose house I couldn't see. Going, I thought. Still going. I leaned over again and looked at dripping blood.
October 29, 2025 at 3:46 PM
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Worker at Powells pointed to ”a cool new staff pick for you maybe, kind of an early Vollmann-vibe.” It was my pleasure to assure him I already owned it, was halfway through, and was enjoying every minute of it @johnchrostek.com
Color close-up of a staff pick in the indie section of downtown Powells, John Chrostek’s Feast of the Pale Leviathan: “This astounding, weird, very fun survival tale takes place inside the belly of a giant beast at sea. A microcosm of humanity on the brink.”
October 27, 2025 at 5:06 PM
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Self-involved communities are the best place to be controversial
The dedication page to Iain Sinclair's Suicide Bridge, black text on white: "offered to THE ENEMY"
October 27, 2025 at 12:30 PM
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Feel it in my heart that ghost trees are real they just don't quite follow the same ghost rules
Patchy green grass from foreground to mid where mid-sized apricot tree grows on the left side of the frame, spilling fuller growth toward the right side, autumn morning fog behind it, obscuring other trees including a mature doug fir in the background. Four or five doug firs growing high into the gray, autumn fog, the trees dark shadows, some in the foreground, some the back. Autumn-orange maple tree grows from the lower right to fill about half the frame, fog-choked fir trees in the fore- and background. Residential street scene at night, foggy clouds overhead lit by the light pollution of the city and the 4-5 street and porchlights glowing gold-white in the lower half of the frame, gardens in the foreground, pair of doug fir silhouettes climbing into the sky on the right.
October 23, 2025 at 5:19 PM
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Wife is profoundly unimpressed by both of my Halloween costume ideas
Black and white pic of Robert DeNiro as a toddler sitting in his father’s lap Pic of me holding kid with similar blazer, shirt, hair and jawline, to DeNiro’s dad Iconic TV Guide cover featuring Sexy Elliot Gould with Grover on his shoulder Me in a white striped button down looking a little like sexy Elliott Gould
October 23, 2025 at 12:43 AM
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Rakesfall still wonderful and surprising even the second time:
With each life, it grows easier to move between worlds: they echo each other, harmony and counterpoint. I manage to dislodge one of my curses on a world not far from home, snagging it on the burrs of a city much like my own. My curse wedges its doors forever open. I'll return there often, in the time after time to come: those open doors call out to me, bright lights in the dark ocean. Perhaps that place appeals to me because it's like but not too like; unlike enough to surprise, sometimes. Perhaps it's only the curse, ceaselessly calling me home.
October 11, 2025 at 2:34 PM
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This is the ideal book design aesthetic. You may not like it, but this is what peak performance looks like.
Vintage Books edition of Absalom, Absalom!; heavy gold metallic paint, cursive-vs-all-caps-serifed font, and rural public domain archive photographs. Vintage Books edition of Light in August; heavy gold metallic paint, cursive-vs-all-caps-serifed font, and rural public domain archive photographs. Vintage Books edition of As I Lay Dying; heavy gold metallic paint, cursive-vs-all-caps-serifed font, and rural public domain archive photographs. Vintage Books edition of Light in August; heavy gold metallic paint, cursive-vs-all-caps-serifed font, and rural public domain archive photographs.
October 9, 2025 at 6:53 PM
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Much of his transgressive horny journal poetry would never be published today
Black and white class portrait of me, Freshman year of high school, with long, oily hair, slouched in a ringer t-shirt, self-conscious smirk on my face
October 2, 2025 at 3:16 PM
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The way you crosswalk the participants in these two pics says a lot about you
Iconic moment from Looney Tunes short Duck! Rabbit! Duck! where Bugs (in blonde camping drag) watches as Elmer Fudd marauds Daffy with a double-barreled shotgun Susan Sarandon looks on smiling as Dustin Hoffman attempts to pull Jake Gyllenhal’s white t-shirt over his head.
September 28, 2025 at 6:44 PM
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Along the Lewis river
Rain-washed cement foundation with summer green weeds, silhouette of stairs against on wall, spent firework fountain in foreground Rain-washed cement foundation wall with free summer weeds and exposed rebar in the center More rain-washed cement foundation with summer green weeds, rusted metal frame bolted to cement, big crack up the right side Narrow gray walled alley filled with timber, yard debris bags, and green weeds, diffuse light coming from the alley’s vanishing point
September 26, 2025 at 9:08 PM
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Friend: "Hmm, looks like someone wrote an oral history about the meltdown there. Heard of it? Any good?"
Traumatized Mr. Incredible Meme image: smiling face of Mr. Incredible from The Incredibles but filtered to ominous black and white tones, making the smile seed sadly ironic.
September 25, 2025 at 12:40 PM
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Friend: “Wow did you know that wolf populations have apparently been growing again around that weird abandoned nuclear power plant in Ukraine? What’s the deal with that place?”
Bill Hader doing a clever little knowing smile in some interview, implying hidden knowledge
September 25, 2025 at 12:36 PM
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French tucking my nonprofit t-shirt into my unbelted jeans like a little slut
Green cotton tee half-tucked into unbelted blue jeans
September 20, 2025 at 8:18 PM
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The only good thing about summer is when I post watering pics for attention
Me doing model face watering the sage and roses in a dark blue button down Me doing model face watering the hostas at night Me in a white tank undershirt watering at night Me in a black muscle t watering the rosemary and raspberries at night
September 13, 2025 at 6:43 PM
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Every week, I get literally tens of DMs, at least half of which take the form of: “Show us where you write your beautiful stories“ or “hey, reveal your writing set-up, handsome!” Fine. Here is where I write. under the trampoline that @theunread.bsky.social helped me put build. Just like Don Delillo.
Pic of my MacBook in the weeds under a trampoline in my backyard with my “super dad” coffee mug next to it.
September 6, 2025 at 11:51 PM
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Sending images like this to any one of the ~4 tender-bro, geriatric millennial, male feminist threads of which I am a part and getting responses like “hell yeah!” and “yes!”
Spotify screenshot of Ani DiFranco’s Both Hands with the orchestra in Buffalo on Living in Clip
August 22, 2025 at 1:11 AM
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My wife and I had (probably the second? third?) Stomp Clap Hey band ever. We were pretty much the perfect band and Stomp Clap Hey was pretty much the perfect genre
Blurry shot of pretty blonde white lady playing a blue acoustic while singing into a mic, another person playing banjo and singing into a mic around a harmonica shelf, other blurry musicians in the background. Cheesy staged photo of neo-folk band made up of white ladies and guys playing upright bass, cello, keys, brushed drum, and accordion around pretty white couple playing the same acoustic guitar in a bed. Black and white pic of a white guy in a tank top and cutoffs and a white lady in a dress playing banjo and acoustic guitar on a porch, probably singing Stage shot of too-many-people-in-the-band folk Portland folk band with acoustic guitar play, upright bassist, banjo player, flautist (flute player), and keys player, fiddle player in the foreground, all of them white and conventionally attractive enough
August 13, 2025 at 9:21 PM
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Out here playing Dreyer's Ordet, the game.
Iconic coffin-side scene from Dreyer's Ordet (1955): an older man kneels at the edge of an open coffin with a dead-seeming, young white lady inside, Scandnavian sunlight glowing through the windows.
August 6, 2025 at 1:36 PM
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look how they massacred my boy
August 3, 2025 at 3:21 AM
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Future coyote-alien hybrid archeologists identifying weed-choked vacant lot world heritage sites
Pair of cement stairs once likely leading to up to a front door, now leading to nowhere, empty weed-choked vacant lot beyond the stairs. Pair of dead trees overgrown with ivy in a undeveloped lot covered in tall grass, single fence post planted in the left foreground, no fence. Trash-and-weed-strewn lot with a large, dug-out foundation hole in the left middle-ground. Houses ring the lot's distant edge, clouded sky overhead. Soggy, weed-choked empty lot with large, soggy cardboard platform where people likely camped, abandoned shopping carts and other human items left behind, walls of blackberries surrounding the space.
July 30, 2025 at 2:21 PM
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Testing the waters: if I started a post-human blackberry apocalypse cult, would anybody be interested ?
Grove of probably native trees and bushes overgrown into rolling hills of blackberries, blue sky above, with a telephone pole just visible past the blackberries. Forty-foot elm tree completely covered in blackberry vines in summer. Tree appears monstrous. Ancient grey wood building covered in blackberry vines in a lot equally subsumed in blackberries, some decomposing plank structures peeking out from beneath the vines. Electric transformer tower rising in the left foreground from landscape of otherwise uninterrupted blackberry vines, including a huge structure behind the tower completely obscured by the growth. Blue summer sky overhead.
July 30, 2025 at 1:58 PM