More Belan Deck Updates

Posted: January 30th, 2024 | Author: | Filed under: Literary, personal | Tags: , , , , | No Comments »

Chris Via of Leaf by Leaf awarded my book “Best Debut” in his 2023 awards video! https://youtu.be/39aKQ2jsws0?si=kpwFQzfnwC8WC_ga

Literary critic Daniel Green reviewed my book in this issue of his “Unbeaten Paths” Substack: https://danielgreen.substack.com/p/issue-seven-omnibus

Booktuber Marc Nash reviewed the book here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hpS93vd5b20&t=1s


More Belan Deck reviews

Posted: January 5th, 2024 | Author: | Filed under: personal | Tags: , | No Comments »

2024 is off to a great start for my little book!

  1. Jonathan Lethem wrote a review of the book for his 2023 newsletter wrap-up: https://medium.com/@jonathan.lethem/viral-in-my-mind-2023-8ebdac6e6aef
  2. Austin Kleon blurbed the book for his massive newsletter: https://austinkleon.substack.com/p/exact-revenge
  3. Chris Via reviewed The Belan Deck for the latest print issue of Rain Taxi: https://raintaxi.com/rain-taxi-review/print-edition/

New Reviews of The Belan Deck

Posted: June 10th, 2023 | Author: | Filed under: personal | Tags: , , , | No Comments »

I’ve received several great reviews of The Belan Deck over at Goodreads, but I wanted to call out two other lengthy reviews.

Biblioklept reviewed the book here and had this to say:

The Belan Deck isn’t a straightforward guidebook or manifesto or map, but it nevertheless, in its elliptical, poetic approach, offers a winding, thinking, feeling path of opposition to not only the machines themselves, but also the hollow men who would gladly replace artists and creators and thinkers with those machines. It’s also really fun to read. Great stuff.

Jay Innis Murray reviewed the book at The Visionary Company and I also did a short interview with him there. Here’s an excerpt of his review:

The book will seduce you to turn pages whether you chase the clues or you don’t. But if you do there is so much more to think about. I’ll close by pointing out that there is now a rabbit hole connecting David Foster Wallace to Matt Bucher via David Markson and there is a rabbit hole connecting David Foster Wallace to David Markson via Matt Bucher. This is pretty cool.

I was also fortunate to get this blurb from acclaimed Gaddis scholar and literary critic Steven Moore:
Very smart, witty, insightful, very literary, and a lovely homage to Markson.“—Steven Moore, author of The Novel: An Alternative History


The Belan Deck

Posted: April 13th, 2023 | Author: | Filed under: personal | Tags: , , , , | No Comments »

I have a little book coming out soon. It is called The Belan Deck. It’s set mostly during a layover at SFO and it centers around a person who maybe doesn’t really fit in at their AI tech job but still needs to produce one final PowerPoint deck.

Here is the cover:

You can order it online at the following places:

Amazon – The Belan Deck

Barnes & Noble – The Belan Deck

Bookshop.org – The Belan Deck

Powell’s – The Belan Deck

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Here is a little excerpt from the book:

I am standing at the corner of Folsom and Embarcadero waiting for an Uber. 

I can see the cars on the Bay Bridge frozen, stationary. 

No MUNI trains are barreling down the Embarcadero at this time of day. 

Beyond a few palm trees outlined in the aquamarine sky, just below the descending clouds, I can see the top of the arrow of Claes Oldenburg’s Cupid’s Span. 

There is the breeze and the smell that seemingly never leaves San Francisco. 


Fifty eight degrees.

I have the Uber app open, SFO as destination but have not yet hit Confirm.

I glance at the Teslas and SUVs in the intersection, glance back at my phone again.
 
There are several cars stopped on the Embarcadero, almost all Uber and Lyft drivers I’m certain. 

Once I tap Confirm I know my ride will be accepted in seconds and I will get into one of these cars. 

Just then I had an incoming call: Jimmy Chen.
 
I hate incoming calls and the immediate panic they induce.
 
Breathe in. Accept. 


Hey Jimmy, I’m on my way to the airport right now. Gotta get back to Austin tonight. Can we talk later?

No, no, it’s fine. Totally understand. Just thought I’d give you a heads up that the meeting I mentioned, the one with the Board, that’s actually happening on Monday now and I just wanted, I mean, wanted to call you.

I can barely focus on what he’s saying. The traffic is muffling all other sounds and I need to get into this Uber right now. 

I squint at a black sedan. The driver saw me looking at my phone. 

Jimmy, is this regarding the issue of my ongoing employment?

That’s on the agenda. I mean, yeah, but I mean, I just wanted to give you a heads up. So I’ll need that deck on Sunday. The one for Belan.


A tech bro wearing a hoodie and a gray backpack shoots past me on a skateboard. A mother with a stroller maneuvers around me.

Can we talk about this later, please? I’m obstructing pedestrians and I’m on my way to the airport.

Yeah, yeah of course. Just wanted to give you a heads up. But I need that deck sooner rather than later, OK? Sunday morning if you don’t mind.

Got it.

End. 

Tap Uber. Confirm.

Your driver is now arriving. Black Mercedes S580. License plate PEV4391.

The Embarcadero morphs into the 101 and soon we are stuck in the usual parking lot traffic. I don’t mind. I have an hour or three to spare. 

I like to get to the airport early.

I don’t like to entertain the idea of being late. 

Maybe that’s an understatement.

And, despite some awful experiences in the past, I don’t mind SFO. 

It feels familiar. An old friend.

And I don’t think of myself as a typical business traveler. Whatever that means.

Weathered men, pale in drab suits, or, more likely now, in Salesforce-logoed Patagonia vests and quarter-zips, always on their laptops, racking up millions of miles, discussing sports or crypto. 


That ain’t me. 

Most of the time, at the airport, I can’t bring myself to do that sort of work anyway. 

Physically, mentally, I don’t find the space conducive to office work. 

I am a traveler. Even while commuting.

My preference is for a paper book, a pencil or pen, a paper notebook to write in, a restaurant or bar where I can watch the never-ending flow of humanity, then to go browse the shops, read some more.

Do nothing, in a way. For once. 

I always have several paper journals on me at all times, especially when I travel.

Claes Oldenburg died of complications from a fall. 


Falls are the leading cause of injury-related death among adults age 65 and older.

Belan is the Chairman and CEO. When I first met him, after I’d been hired and flown to San Francisco, I was shocked when I saw his name. 

My great-grandfather had been named Belan when he was born, but had been adopted later at the age of 21 and he changed his name. 

We call him Leo Steven. But I never met him.

When I met this Belan, the CEO, this was the first thing I told him.

Belan was a family name. On my dad’s side.

Just as I started to launch into the story, he cut me off: Interesting. Huh. Well, about this strategy deck you’re working on…

I’d never met another person named Belan in my life, and I doubt he had either but that apparently didn’t matter to him at all. He was all business, all the time. I could feel the stress emanating off him like steam. 

I made it through the precheck line, no bags to check, and headed toward gate B39. 

My phone vibrated. It was Amanda. She wasn’t my assistant, exactly. But she “supported” everyone on the team by doing things like booking travel and ordering office supplies and scheduling meetings. 

Flight delayed 2 hours. Go to gate C42. 

Thanks, I text back. Then I text my wife: Flight delayed, don’t wait up.

Belan had a few weird rules, like insisting no one use the word “I” in any memos or decks. Meetings must start at 10 minutes past the hour. No ties.
Jimmy told me: crack a golf joke to get on his good side, loosen him up. He loves the Kentucky Derby.

Incredibly, SFO has a bargain book store. Or at least I have never seen another airport bookstore with a large bargain section. And one stocked with many small-press books. I headed there before leaving B terminal.

One thing I spent too much time worrying about was the title of the PowerPoint deck.