Articles By Jack Pendarvis

Jack Pendarvis’s Moby-Dick

Do you think he’s rude because he uses his harpoon to reach across the table and stab a beefsteak?

Jack Pendarvis’s Moby-Dick

Deeply intimate. Bridal. Conjugal. Linked. A marriage. Explicitly!

Jack Pendarvis’s Moby-Dick

“Here I am in my raggedy hat and my… boots with the holes in it, and I can’t afford a frickin’… hamburger!"

Jack Pendarvis’s Moby-Dick

"Hey! Everybody. I’m tellin’ you a story."

Jack Pendarvis Talks to Himself

I think of little squirrels just having heart attacks and dropping out of the trees.

Jack Pendarvis Talks to Himself

It was called “Barista Bold,” I think.

Jack Pendarvis Talks to Himself

He’s sawing—I can’t tell what he’s sawing. There’s some greenery interceding.

Jack Pendarvis Talks to Himself

You’ve seen, uh, the Ingmar Bergman movie, The Seventh Seal. Everybody’s always convinced that, you know… [sigh].

Jack Pendarvis Talks to Himself

Once I worked with a baby chimp. Back in the nineties. Never mind why.