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Hungry Rats Promotional Videos
Hungry Rats Video #5 (4/4/11): Friday Homicide
Hungry Rats: Promo Video #4 (8/17/10)
Hungry Rats: Promo Video #3 (6/1/10)
Hungry Rats: Promo Video #2 (5/1/10)
Hungry Rats: Promo Video #1 (4/1/10)
Kickstarter Video -- Gothic Funk Press
Hungry Rats Readings
Hungry Rats @ VPC123 (Newberry, Michigan): Connor Talks About NOIR LITERATURE
Hungry Rats @ VPC123 (Newberry, Michigan): Connor Talks About MICHIGAN LUMBERJACKS
Hungry Rats @ VPC123 (Newberry, Michigan): Reading Part 2, Chapter 1 (Edit: Rated PG-13 Version)
Hungry Rats @ VPC123 Afterparty (Newberry, Michigan): Reading Part 2, Chapter 2 (Rated R Version)
Elisabeth Blair -- Oh Jove Give Us Once Again A Sky
Richard Whaling -- Sludge (Vocal Mix)
Burning rain -- Nova Moturba
Hunger Among the Rats -- Mr. Automatic
Hungry Rats Theme -- Elisabeth Blair
Hungry Rats Michigan Tour (May 2011)
Photos by Connor Coyne: Chicago to Newberry, Michigan and back. Also: The VPC123 Arts Festival and Afterparty.
Photos by Skylar Moran: The Tahquamenon Lumber Museum.
Hungry Rats European Tour -- Flawed Events
Not many people are aware that Hungry Rats took a promotional tour through Western Europe in October 2010, but it's true! Unfortunately, I lacked the funds to accompany the book myself; my friend Flawed Events was conveniently there on her honeymoon and agreed to escort the book on its peregrinations. She took some nice pictures of their travels, too.
Images of Hungry Rats -- Connor Coyne
Photos taken in August 2006 during Michigan Research Trip for submission of Hungry Rats as my Creative Thesis for the New School Creative Writing MFA.
But the air got cold, and the twilight faded away. It was black and purple out on the dunes. A mist steamed up along the shore, and thickened into a fog so dense that you lost the lighthouse up ahead.
When you were young, before the trapdoors started falling open, you went for walks with Bitty and Betty along the weedy tracks at Kearsley Park. Your sisters shoved you down so that you scraped your knees and taught you that life was a predatory thing.
You went up several steps so that Ashley could fit inside. If you followed the spiral stairs to the top, you'd be in a turret that rose above the school. But pigeons nested up there, diving on any students that climbed too high.
You met a chubby girl from Carmen-Ainesworth and she told you that her boyfriend had just dumped her, and she'd been planning all night to come to this purple poppy preptastic club with its Chippendalish bouncers and five dollar gin ebonics, and she wasn't going to fuckin' change her find for him!
The most beautiful and awful sight, in those days, will be to climb the highest trees, to put your hands to your eyes and look out. At the very edges of everything, where the earth makes a little curve, a faint and flickering light, soft orange and all surrounding, an aurora from the earth. The fire deep and silent and approaching. It will overcome you. It will look like city lights beyond the horizon, but it will feed on the trees.