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A Message from the Author of _The Torrent_

The Torrent is "Here"

Based on a damaged BitTorrent file of Jean Rollin's The Night of the Hunted (1980), The Torrent translates cross-cultural file error into a new narrative configuration. The action moves between a foreboding beach villa in which a poet attempts an epic rewrite of "It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World," and a sinister hospital where the Torrent reigns over scantily clad incapacitated women.



Limited copies of my new book The Torrent will be available starting
today at the NY Art Book Fair, free103point9 table.

And will be available later this month at the &Now Book Fair.

Ignore unauthorized versions by John Roland, Roxanne Carter, L.J. Housley, Giardia Fuemte Jones, Danny Snelson and A.O.. In order to distinguish from these pirated digital versions, The Torrent will only be available through limited real-space transactions.

In Finer Bookstores Oct. 1

The Torrent is the featured display at Barns & Nobel Bookes, Store 348 in Hudson, NY

Rape of the URL!

sputter* sputter* but . . . that's my url! Somehow I was getting used to unauthorized pirates using my name to glorify their own makeshift approximations of The Torrent, but to claim ownership of joemilutis.blogspot.com . . . such a violation! Whoever you are, "no" does not mean "yes yes yes." And who is this guy, who doesn't even own a digital camera, like he had to take his photo with a daguerreotype? I bet all the kids made fun of you in school dragging around that daguerreotype . . . uh . . . maker. But maybe this picture is not really you. I think it may be Strong Bad's Mexican grandmother. Now I'm angry
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Hunted Torrent: The Night of Deception by Joe Milutis, Translated by Danny Snelson

Great Lenin's Ghost!

Russian pirates!
Doubts and Obscenities. "Electron is practically inexhaustible" V.I. Lenin ANARCHY IS LIFE by A.O.

I include the computer translation below, to outsource its decoding to our intelligence community, since it's obviously not The Torrent, let alone literature, but something mathematical, a secret code for a Russian space station or SEXPOL ORGONE BOMB.

Poisonous ice worms potter about for transparent <8 walls.
Play to me tropical Melody at parting, 0. (Me it is clear and close
concrete and a neon.) " Overflown by space and time "
on the screen.- In this up to us reach good
News. " On change of virtuality of absolute ornaments, ;a virtuality,
O surfaces. Shining at first sight, but, actually,
Teeming a microlife. Dirty unpredictability. = writes,
That Nothing unites an angel and Maria on fresco >, only
Improbable white wall,
O cracks. "

Jaw count, B & And I disappear. Beautiful table: x>5 a mirror, yellow roses. Practically five mornings. Has left from Houses of elements: in a shower the marble floor is filled in on
C by the water, broken Green glass on a floor, on corners on the sly burns down something. A smell soft Men. Inhabitants of a vault watch for pink Mexican Aerobics on the TV. Sperm follows from me. Ax, ah a fragile footpath of a step. I shiver fine Shiver, I am afraid to deafen all The desire.

&. As in <>

To it a head. Charm.

III. an opportunity to leave. O
geometry. It is war on Destruction. K: silence. The same

The same, only is quivering? That that skips at night, dies on light.

IV. 37 Tons. You and I represent 5 power structures, Keeping characteristic outlines of space and Time between a teeth
I - the form, through

Which, on Bukminestru Fuller, it is fated to pass

To 37 tons of vegetables & no less than other. >,But the fact - I continue to remind myself (as Minimum, during this moment). So, encouraged, I I shall try to ask a question.

A, metal mum.

1) " You sleep, you are borrowed? " - a call to a floor of the first of night. I am not borrowed, I Too I am nervous to sit down for work. Instead of it, at me the moment Blank of will, to a certain extent a panic: I lay on a back and I try somehow It will be fenced off from an importunate bright bulb. Between its light and mine Eyeballs float blood and visions.

" No, no. I today am useless and inactive. "

He is B.M.after its dismissals last string connected it 5 consciousness and forces of gravitation, have torn and have begun spasmes Continuous A
everyone > the phenomenon expands pupils and Speeds up breath. A step without I-Ching. Now it has tried to stop to smoke, has choked with inflow of energy and Has decided to surround itself for the evening with human bodies. We go to club. In the machine:

-th has decided to paint a floor on kitchen. All will be differently.

- In what color?

- " Deep Red "

I tell about A.A.Bogdanova, blood and " the Red Star "

2) In novel-Utopia 
>" the Red Star " the earthman is surprised

To fine appearance of martians. And martians to it tell, that it Result of an exchange of blood practised in their medicine between people in The purposes
and an exchange genetic a material." ....-
> if it so is simple, why our terrestrial medicine till now Does not use this means? In fact it knows blood transfusion A little B years if I am not mistaken. I do not know, can be eat any special organic conditions, Which at you deprive this means of its value. And there can be it Simply result of psychology dominating over you of individualism, Which so is deep B at you one person from another, that The idea on their vital merge is not accessible to your scientists almost... "

Embodiment.

V. There where two-three, there

The sky burned as magnesium.

The sky was all in pink sparks of the coming sun

I between

" Fiber in a wheel, rotating the heavenly arch, shows

Itself limiting misfortune and limiting greatness.

Only when the person realizes itself similar

This fiber, again and again actuating

Cell-wheel when it ceases L, becomes

Possible rescue. " S.W.

The apokaliptical woman tramples legs on the sun and

The moon.

I fall asleep, I fall in depth bloody vegetative

The world, in desert.

"The Sinner Who Puts the Interval on the Outside" is One of My Favorite Books But . . .

I don't know whether to be flattered or call my lawyer, but legendary Latin American writer Giardia Fuemte Jones, has ripped me off in:
The Torrent Milutis

Red Alert!

The Torrent is almost here!

Staff Recommendations

For him, both writing and the spoken word are privileged fetishes that hide social space.
--Henry L.

There Are No Vampires in The Torrent

There are, however, 1 zombie, 1 mutant, 1 telepath, 1 pegleg, 1 avatar of the divine, 1 jungle adventurer, 1 lipogram writer, and the ghost of John Keats.

Staff Recommendations

Written as if he's blackening some paper, with a praiseworthy disdain for what might result.
--Andy B.

The Thousand Injuries I Bear

Robbed by L.J. Housley in I Wrote the Torrent.

Pirate! Villain! Spy!

The Torrent {by Joe Milutis} by Roxanne Carter

Staff Recommendations

Again, from that little bookstore in Hudson, the staff is in a tizzy over The Torrent, with fights breaking out in the Children's section, presided over by Kathy A. (a staunch supporter, as opposed to the Kathy A. in accounting, who is organizing a burning.) We've gotten a supportive comment from John A., somewhat of a poet himself, well-regarded in that corner of the world, but who unfortunately is still only a cashier.

A kind of ‘stereo’ effect enhances the experience. We are following him on one level and almost but not entirely missing him on another, a place where secrets remain secret—the ‘Republic of Dreams’ where ‘The Torrent’ presides.

--John A.

You say this story is about sex and violence and therefore isn’t worth considering because it uses content much less lots of content and all the middle-range bookstores and reviewers (which is all of them) say Milutis is a disgusting violent sadist. Well, you know nothing of The Torrent except how to eat your own hearts with envy, you don’t eat cunt, writing isn’t a viable phenomenon anymore.

--Kathy A. (in Children's, NOT the Kathy A. in accounting)

Mystical Meta-Sex!

Staff Recommendations

I sent some advance copies out, and a little bookstore in Hudson, which will be featuring The Torrent in their window display in October, has relayed to me some comments from their booksellers. Here's one:

It is in their courage in bearing the intolerable relationship to the Supreme Being that these characters recognize and choose each other. Their ethics is manifestly “beyond sex” (hors-sexe), so much so that I would like to give it the accent that Maupassant provides by enunciating somewhere in his work the strange term ‘Horla,’ or, in Milutis’ case ‘The Torrent.’

--Jackie L.

Meanwhile . . .

Not Even Love is Safe from the Torrent's Power!

The Arch-Mutant and Jean-X: A Battle of Wits!

Meanwhile . . .

Meanwhile . . .

Tootn The Root, Rootn The Toot

Implausible Dialogue, Implausible Authorship

I am losing patience with these talentless copy cats. Who writes dialogue like this?:
01:14:58:Bitch!
01:15:05:Where the hell are they?
01:15:11:It's too late.|They don't exist any more.
01:15:15:The final stage|in their decline...
01:15:17:..is the destruction|of their minds.
01:15:24:Where are they? Where?
01:15:27:Talk or I'll finish you off.|Where have you taken them?
01:21:34:- So?|- We've made a start.
01:21:37:We take them to|the carriages,...
01:21:39:..inject them, they die|and are burnt.
01:21:42:Alright, spare me the details.

Meanwhile . . .

It Gets Worse . . .

Friends, Romans, Nouveau Romans,
Please disregard any publication entitled:
LE TORRENT: LA FIANCEE DE WITTGENSTEIN PAR JO MALUDIES BY JOHN ROLAND
It may sound like The Torrent by Joe Milutis, but it is not The Torrent by Joe Milutis.
It may sound French but I think it originates from a DVD pirating plant in Hudson, NY.

On October 1, All Will Be Revealed!

The Torrent is Already a Banned Book!

Leading news organizations--Google and MySpace--have already censored The Torrent, even before it has been released, by categorizing it as spam. If we are to let the algorithms be arbiters of literature, before it can even see the light of day, what is to be next? Now I know there is a difference between a promotional blog and an actual book, and it is only the former that has been thusly impeded . . . but wait, what in the last forty years of the history of everything has taught me to perceive this fine distinction between promotion and actual thing promoted? Well nothing. So I take it back. The book itself has been blotted from its rightful place in the shadow of the sun's falling on the obelisk which memorializes what we call "our contemporary moment."
Is it already dead? Perhaps, we all share in this fate.
Read it, if you can (On October 1.)
Because reading is un.

Accept No Substitutes!

The real, authorized version of The Torrent will be released only on October 1. However, some Internet clones have started to emerge. A Google search has turned up this unfinished piracy job, which will ostensibly aim to contaminate The Torrent's release with an unacceptable seeming duplicate. Unjustly, it tops the search results for the + torrent + by + joe + milutis by calling itself, misleadingly, The Torrent by Joe Milutis (By Roxanne Carter).
IGNORE IT.

This Silent Stranger May Be The World's Only Hope!

In Which Love and Hate are Mixed in a Spectacle of Uncertain Form!

Depardieu: The Arch-Mutant's Zombie Manservant!

Terrible Secret of the Villa!

G-D: The Sensuous Telepath!

Ceci: Trapped Beyond Forgetting!

There Is An Unauthorized French Version Circulating

IGNORE IT.