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Ann Wood

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About Me

I'm the author of the novel BOLT RISK (Leapfrog Press, 2005), recently finished the screenplay based on the book and am at work on a second novel and a stage play. Everything I write is an ode to my heroes -- Charles Bukowski, William Burroughs, Hubert Selby, Harry Crews, Ernest Hemingway, Terry Southern, Hunter Thompson -- those tough guy writers I love.

What was said about BOLT RISK:

"As bracing as a shot of rotgut whiskey, the brutal, unflinching prose is a tonic for the chick-lit weary." Washington Post

"A bildungsroman for the MTV generation, Wood's debut features plenty of sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll...and speaks to alienated teenagers, world-weary hipsters and cynical survivors of all stripes. Welcomed as voyeurs, readers are given an insider's look into the subculture created by the smart and talented who arrive in L.A. with big dreams and wind up with big addictions. Like Go Ask Alice, this tell-all tells much about what it sometimes takes to survive." Publishers Weekly

"You have to hand it to good girls: When they go bad, they work hard at it. They don't just try drugs, they take every drug, and they don't just get depressed, they get themselves committed...The first-person narrator is a smart, sullen and difficult young woman. She drinks, takes drugs, is committed to a mental hospital, gets an abortion, undergoes shock therapy and escapes to begin the cycle again in Seattle. If this seems like a lot of activity for such a young woman, and for such a slender volume, it is, but the frenetic pace of the story is offset by what is at times almost hypnotically spare prose. Wood's language is often bracingly frank and...has a controlled, deliberately jagged pace." Kirkus Reviews

"Ann Wood's debut novel kills chick lit dead. Bolt Risk is that kind of book -- turn the page, and there's another snippet of literate, visceral, foul-mouthed bildungsroman. It's rough stuff all over. It slaps Bridget Jones silly." Tom Gogola, New Haven Advocate

About BOLT RISK:

Charles Bukowksi, Hubert Selby, Jr., and Denis Johnson are familiar names in literature about the druggies, rockers, criminals, and whores who habituate the dark side of American fiction, but there are few women writers in the club. Enter Ann Wood, an award-winning former journalist who's been down and out and survived to laugh it off. With a frighteningly matter-of-fact style and no social agenda, Wood is an American original who writes like a female Charles Bukowksi: crude, rude, and raw; often very funny, sometimes shocking, disarmingly poignant, and incredibly readable.

In a story with parallels to the author's own life, Bolt Risk is an unapologetic bildungsroman about a young woman from an exclusive New England college who becomes a personal assistant, otherwise known as a "paid butt-wiper" to a film star from a famous Hollywood family. Fleeing the boredom of the tinsel town fringe, she lands a job as an exotic dancer and falls for Adam, lead guitarist of the popular thrash band Z, six feet four inches of raw talent, stud beauty, and unrestrained ego. Thus begins a droll and harrowing ride through the underworld of Los Angeles strip clubs, dive bars, and drug motels that sends her to a mental hospital, where she is astutely classified as a Bolt Risk, a kid who is very likely to escape. Here the author recreates the absurd daily world of One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest with a remarkable toughness that laughs in the face of institutional horror.

My Interests

Art, books, music, theater, film, degradation, road trips.

I'd like to meet:

Paul Westerberg; Harry Crews
In memory of Mr. Norman Mailer.

Music:

Paul Westerberg gets the most time on my CD player. Frank Black is also cool. There's a problem finding interesting authors these days, songwriters too.

Movies:

Indie and foreign films pretty much only. Loved that Bukowski documentary BORN INTO THIS. And SLEEPING DOGS LIE, one of the very great recent releases.

Television:

Is dead.

(I've been dared to admit I watch Andy Griffith, which I do. I had a HUGE crush on him until someone told me he was a Republican (gag) and someone else said he recorded Christian songs (puke). What was I thinking? Oh, yeah, I was thinking he was really cute. And nice, for a cop.)

Books:

Tons. Recommendations: Bukowski's WOMEN and POST OFFICE; Thompson's THE RUM DIARY; William Burrough's JUNKY and QUEER; John Fante THE ROAD TO LOS ANGELES; Harry Crew's BODY and The GYPSY'S CURSE; Selby's LAST EXIT TO BROOKLYN and THE DEMON; Terry Southern's CANDY; Flannery O'Conner's GOOD COUNTRY PEOPLE; Denis Johnson's ANGELS and JESUS' SON (fuck that new Vietnam shit of his though. Seems like it was written FOR a National Book Award); Hemingway's anything with Nick Adams, A MOVEABLE FEAST and THE SUN ALSO RISES; Mailer's EXECUTIONER'S SONG; Capote's IN COLD BLOOD; Camus' THE STRANGER; Kafka's THE TRIAL and THE CASTLE; Steinbeck's CANNERY ROW; Larry Brown's BIG BAD LOVE; Beckett's ENDGAME; Katherine Dunn's GEEK LOVE; Fred Exley's A FAN'S NOTES.

Heroes:

Besides the above-mentioned folks, Edgar A. Poe; Wolfgang Mozart; Steve Buschemi; Eddie Bunker; Vincent Van Gogh, who I'm basically in love with; Paul Gauguin; the poet Lord Byron, who was fucked up and thus cool; Sam Shepard, of course; Eugene O'Neil; and Frances Farmer, for trying.

My Blog

Death in Motel Hi-Ho

I wanted to stay at Motel Hi-Ho once we spotted it overlooking some Connecticut highway. It needed to be cheap. We already nixed two places because of stupidly high rates, which inevitably leads ...
Posted by Ann Wood on Tue, 01 May 2007 07:05:00 PST

Misogyny rules

I/m so goddamn sick of people telling me I should read WOMEN writers just because I/m a girl. How is that a reason. Some guy inevitably asks me if I read so-and-sos book and I can/t not say, I only re...
Posted by Ann Wood on Fri, 02 Mar 2007 12:17:00 PST

Holy Shit: On I-10 W in Texas

What must be pop country song is blaring through speakers lodged by the gas pumps. It sounds like AM radio gone bad. We're at some Love's convenience store off I-10 West, outside Lafayette. The best t...
Posted by Ann Wood on Mon, 12 Feb 2007 12:45:00 PST

F. Scott & Zelda Fitzgerald

I thought he was going to go nuts. I was pretty hung-over. We drove circles around Montgomery, Ala. looking for the F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald Museum. Literal circles around the capital because we ...
Posted by Ann Wood on Sun, 11 Feb 2007 08:02:00 PST

Jersey City, Atlanta & Montgomery

Well, we managed to find  the worst restaurant in America Wednesday. I know everyone THINKS they've been to the most horrid restaurant, but this was really it  The Tunnel Diner in Jersey City, N...
Posted by Ann Wood on Fri, 09 Feb 2007 05:07:00 PST

On the Road Again: West Haven, Conn.

So we spent night number one in West Haven, Conn., because I found a room for less than 60 bucks there and it's not too far from NYC. Anyhow, it's tough finding a bar in strip mall world, which is jus...
Posted by Ann Wood on Tue, 06 Feb 2007 04:15:00 PST

Fear and Loathing Across America

So we're headed on the road again. Leaving Monday to spend the night in Connecticut. Tuesday is all about New York City, baby! Going to see "The Vertical Hour" that night and then head to some bar. I ...
Posted by Ann Wood on Fri, 02 Feb 2007 08:03:00 PST

John Fante gets Press

A review/recommendation I wrote about John Fante's first novel, THE ROAD TO LOS ANGELES, is set to appear in the May/June issue of POST ROAD, a literary magazine. Check it out!
Posted by Ann Wood on Wed, 31 Jan 2007 07:33:00 PST

The death of outlaw literature

Dr. Phil hosts the most retarded show ever. I'm specifically talking about this one episode about  teenage girl bullies. I half-watched it mostly thinking, "Hell, ya need some bullies. What would...
Posted by Ann Wood on Mon, 29 Jan 2007 04:53:00 PST