Rumored to Exist

Rumored to Exist

by Jon Konrath

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ISBN-13: 9780984422326
Publisher: Paragraph Line Books
Publication date: 10/14/2011
Pages: 228
Product dimensions: 6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.48(d)

About the Author

Jon Konrath has written and published about six books, including Summer Rain and Rumored to Exist. He is the principal of Paragraph Line Books and editor of the literary journal Air in the Paragraph Line (ParagraphLine.com), and written for many other zines and publications. He is also an inventor, computer programmer, and amateur x-ray technician. He lives in Oakland, and has bought 40 acres of land in the mountains of Colorado, where he plans to build a heavily-armed compound. He can be found online at rumored.com.

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Rumored to Exist 5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 2 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I found Rumored to Exist to be an interesting exposition dealing with the current world of media oversaturation, political hand-wringing, and high-power designer drugs. Many people would find Konrath's nonlinear fiction similar to the random babble of William S. Burroughs' _Naked Lunch_, but it's important to note that there is a story in the chaos, telling us not only that Konrath's satanism is driving the plot, but the quality of pure GHB is on the rise in New York. While some would argue that the inclusion of a character that runs a NAMBLA chapter in Tikrit and tries to convert Al-Queada operatives into pedarasts, it was a touching story arc, and resonates with the reader. Although I am not a drug enthusiast and have little use for instructions on how to build silencers for handguns, I appreciate the direction of Konrath's writing, and would highly recommend this book to anyone.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Clever, humorous and extraordinarily weird, "Rumored to Exist" jolts along with a supercharged cyberpunk writing style that's jam- packed with elements of tacky technology fetishism, rabid chunks of Fox TV's weeknight lineup, monster movies gone horribly awry, rewarmed and retwisted conspiracy theories, and- -why not?-- horrifically ill-advised scientific research. Among other things. It's as if the Post-Modern Paul Revere from Richard Linklater's "Slacker" (the guy who drove around blasting the sidewalks with dark warnings via the monster PA system atop his car) was told to crack his knuckles and get to typing... pronto fella. And then he did. With relish. The squeamish are advised to stay away. There are more fecal jokes here than in a ten-hour South Park marathon. The rest of you should crowd into this here tent and take your seat. The show's about to begin.