spitting_into_the_bottomless raze this is the very specific strangeness of discovering a typo-ridden but fascinating, dormant but still living blog that touches on some of the lesser known books published during a controversial editor's two-decade run at a major publishing house — works of idiosyncratic art that sold next to nothing and slipped through the cracks — and wanting to thank its architect for calling to your attention a number of authors you would have never known about otherwise, only to learn he died ten years ago in tijuana of a drug-induced heart_attack, though some say it was a hit carried out by his estranged wife. 241023 what's it to you? who go blather from