Matthew Biberman writer of nonfiction (memoir), fiction and literary theory

Greetings

June 13, 2008, 2:10 pm

While waiting for my editor Luke Dempsey to get me his edit of my ms--Big Sid's Vincati, I discovered redroom.com and decided to use my time developing a website on it.

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Abraham Mertens says:

Greetings

Hello Mathew,

Welcome to redroom.com! We hope that you will enjoy your new home on the site and that you will participate in our Housewarming Party.

All the best, 

Abe Mertens, redroom.com

Belle Yang says:

Hi, Mathew

I am an Anglophile, and no longert hold it against the Brits for dealing the coup de grace to China in the 19th Century during the Opium Wars and subsequent rampages.

I am a certifiable Shakespeare fiend and have taken up reading, enjoying, play going, long after college. I am glued to BBC Radio 3 and 4 whenever they have productions of the bard’s plays and discussion of that era on “In Our Time” with Melvyn Bragg.

Your desert island list is even sexier than the moto-sickle.

Any thoughts on Shakespeare and the Romantics will be greatly valued. I think this goes for many others, including my Redroom friend, Jessica Barksdale, Inclan.

So great to have you in Redroom!

Blair Kilpatrick says:

Vincent Black Lightning

Hello Matthew,

Welcome to Red Room, and thanks for commenting on my blog!

You may win the prize for coolest author photo.  An English professor with a motorcycle just may trump an accordion-playing psychologist! 

I even know what a Vincent is.  Not that I've ever ridden a motorcycle. Never have, never will!  I don't even drive a car.  (Undoubtedly I could use some professional help for my vehicle phobia.)

But I know about Vincents through a musical connection.  The guitarist in my Cajun-Creole band (who has led a pretty wild life) likes to take advantage of any brief pauses during our practice sessions to launch into tunes by his guitar heroes.  His favorite is Richard Thompson's 1952 Vincent Black Lightning.

For the longest time, I thought it was a song about a highwayman, or maybe a pirate.  Maybe it was the menacing tone, or the reference to "Red Molly"--or the faux British accent Robert slips into when he sings it.  But then he explained: it's about a doomed romance and a motorcycle, the fabled Vincent.  It gives me chills to hear it.

Again, welcome.  Both your books sound fascinating.

Blair